Worship Wednesday

Today is affectionately known across Christian circles on social media as #worshipwednesday and as a worship leader, I like to put choruses together and create a medley of choruses from writers and artists that may never actually get the chance to work together on a project. These two choruses came together for me during some private worship moments earlier this week. Thanks for allowing me to share them with you for Worship Wednesday.

There is none like You

No one else can touch my heart like You do

I could search for all eternity long

and find there is none like You

I searched all over

couldn't find nobody

Looked high and low

still couldn't find nobody

Nobody greater, nobody greater

Nobody greater than You

I do not own these choruses or the rights to them.

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