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