I cannot tell you all the reasons why Jesus in His wisdom took an interest in my life It must be endless, the boundaries of His grace For He is patient with us and worthy to be praised
Chorus For above all things He is powerful And above all things He is the King And above all things He is merciful For above all things He thought of me
I can't conceive it, the torture of the cross The Author of creation, gave us life at His own cost And all those present thought the grave would be the end But Jesus rose above it, and so will I my friend
