The other night the staff at my summer camp were getting our praise and worship on.  We started singing "At Your Name" by Phil Wickham.

 

Lord of all the earth

We shout Your name, shout Your name

Fillin up the skies 

With endless praise, endless praise

Yaweh Yaweh

We love to shout Your name oh Lord

 

That line…We love to shout Your name oh Lord.  Oh the simple joy of being able to shout our Savior's name from the mountains, the rooftops, or the middle of a pavilion in the wilderness.