precious friend, you're the Holy One.
And even if I don't give You my praise,
Creation will tell of Your

God of creation, God of the day and God of the night,
God of every sunrise, God of every starry

 of my heart,
Jesus, You're the keeper of my heart.

I know You hear the songs of praise I sing

 Seven Last Plagues
For in them was filled up
the wrath of God
And I saw as though a sea of Glass

When you came down to earth 
And left Heaven above 
You took on the form of man 
And showed us

Lift up your hands O ye gates
Be lifted up ancient doors
People of God open your hearts
Bow

 you as you really are

Brighter than all the stars of heaven
Our worship is for you alone
We build

When I feel the cold of winter 
In this cloak of sadness - I need You 
Oh the evil things that

 highest
The child of a carpenter

The very Son of God you are 
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus of Nazareth

The wonder of your cross shall be our meditation
To gather in that shadow when the sun went down

Put on the garments of praise
For the spirit of heaviness
Let the oil of gladness flow down
From

These are the days of Elijah
Declaring the word of the Lord
And these are the days of your