All, my days, I will sing this song of gladness,
Give, my praise, to the Fountain of delights;
For in my helplessness, You heard my cry,
And waves of mercy poured down on my life.
I will trust, in the cross of my Redeemer,
I will sing, of the blood that never fails;
Of sins forgiven, of conscience cleansed,
Of death defeated and life without end.
Beautiful Savior, Wonderful Counselor,
Clothed in majesty, Lord of history,
You're the Way, the Truth, the Life.
Star of the Morning, glorious in holiness,
You're the Risen One, heaven's Champion,
And You reign, You reign over all.
I will trust, in the cross of my Redeemer,
I will sing, of the blood that never fails;
Of sins forgiven, of conscience cleansed,
Of death defeated and life without end.
I long, to be, where the praise is never-ending,
Yearn, to dwell, where the glory never fades;
I long, to be, where the praise is never-ending,
Yearn, to dwell, where the glory never fades;
Where countless worshipers, will share one song,
And cries of worthy will honor the Lamb!