In the Company of Saints, at the feet of the King,
I will sing praise.
In the Garden of your love, I will lift my voice and sing,
My arms I raise.
Unto the Father’s Son, crucified to set this wayward heart free.
And I will adore, for there is no beauty outside of you,
And I will glorify, for all the glory in the world was made by you,
And I will surrender my whole life to you, as the humblest offering,
And before all the angels, in the Company of Saints, I will sing.
Of the Glory of the King.
Be glorified in my life, my Lord and King.
As I sing your praise,
Be magnified in this place, as I lift my voice and sing,
And my arms I will raise,
Unto the Father’s Son, crucified to make a way through for me.
And I will adore, for there is no beauty outside of you,
And I will glorify, for all the glory in the world was made by you,
And I will surrender my whole life to you, as the humblest offering,
And before all the angels, in the Company of Saints, I will sing.
Of the Glory of the King.
All creation will sing, to you the Risen King,
All our hearts will sing, to you the Risen King,
And in our lives your name will be lifted high,
From the mountains to the valleys in one cry
We will lift your name high.
