My heart is stirred by a noble theme As I recite my verses for the King My tongue is the pen of a skillful writer I vow my praise for there is no other
Great and mighty are You oh Lord Holy and righteous its You I adore My heart is Yours alone As I bow before Your throne
Where morning dawns and evening fades Your Spirit calls forth songs of praise You make me glad with the joy of Your presence I lift my voice to the King of all ages
