Who wore the heavens as royal robes

Fashioned the morning and the heavenly hosts

Who gave the word when all things were new

Oh God it's You, it's You

Who fixed His heart firm upon man

Knowing the cost before He began

Who gave himself when all Things were new

Oh God it's You, it's You You are Holy, Holy Lord Almighty

God of Glory there is none like You

Holy, Holy Lord Almighty

God of Glory there is none like You Who wore our sorrows as royal robes

And fashioned our victory by dying alone

Who gave himself to make all things new

Oh God it's You, it's You Jesus, crucified, raised to life

Jesus, lift Him high, lift Him high