His Glory

By grace alone,  
We have been set free, 
Through His love eyes are opened, 
So that we can see, 
His life covers ours,  
Making us new, 
Casting off lies,  
And freeing the truth, 
Humbled and broken,  
We bow at his feet, 
Proclaiming His goodness,  
Through every last street, 
Impatient we wait, 
For the day that will come, 
When He will come in His glory, 
Like the rising sun.