Above all the mountains that sit on fruited plains
Above all the heavens we glorify your name
We lift you up and freely give you praise

You fill our cup and lengthen all our days
Lord we praise you and glorify you

When we consider the heavens, the work of thine own hands
We proclaim your greatness, tell it throughout the land
Tell of your love and how you do judge right
Your faithfulness lasts morning, noon, and night

You have angels that do nothing but glorify your name
And now we do the same

Holy, holy Lord
Holy Lord you are
We do praise you Lord
With our whole heart
How wondrous are thy ways

Lord we praise your name because you are who you are
We lift you up above the heavens high
Lord we glorify you and we know this by far
There's no place we can hide from your all-seeing eye
We cannot compare no one there's no one like you
No one that we've seen in all our days
No one can do for us the things that you do
So we taking this time to give you all the praise

Your name is holy - not to be taken light
Mountains tremble at the sight of you
Your works are perfect, marvelous in our sight
When we think about all power, we are thinking of you!