Who painted the skies,
And lights the dawn,
Who blankets the night,
Causing moon and stars to shine,
Who's voice is like many waters,
When they crash and roar!
Who thunders the heavens,
Scattering enemy hordes!
Who is crowned with glory,
And mindful of my ways!
It's You who sit on high,
The Ancient of Days!
You are the King of Glory,
Forevermore!
You are the King of Glory,
Forevermore!
So, when the storm comes,
And the waves crash down on me,
And my strength has failed,
I will choose peace
So, I sing,
Let the winds blow!
I will trust!
Because, You won't let go!
Let them crash,
Let them roar,
My mighty king,
Is a Man of War!
You are the King of Glory,
Forevermore!
You are the King of Glory,
Forevermore!
So, I sing,
Let the winds blow!
I will trust!
Because, You won't let go!
Let them crash,
Let them roar,
My mighty king,
Is a Man of War!
So, I sing,
Let the winds blow!
I will trust!
Because, You won't let go!
You are the King of Glory,
Forevermore!
You are the King of Glory,
Forevermore!