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
