Glorious Things

God, I'll tell my daughters and sons
To the ones who've yet to come the glory
That crowns you
God, I'll sing while I am young, sing till this
Breath of mine is done
The beauty surrounds you

Glorious things are spoken of you
Glorious things too great to tell
Glorious things are spoken of you
You make everything beautiful and glorious

God, I will tell of your kindness and strength
The way you lifted and carried me, your mercy amazing
God, you're not like man, you do not leave
I will hold fast; I will believe
You're never changing

I will say it is true; your love is not removed
And I will say it is true; your love is not removed
And I will say it is true; your love endures all my days