You set us up above all the stars
You set us on a high place by where you are
While we were dead you made us your friends

And scattered our debt upon the wind

Glory to One

God's murdered son
Who paid for my resurrection
Once from the dust, once from the grave

Daughters and sons from the ashes you've raised
And hidden our faults even from your own face
And scattered our debt upon the waves


Glory to one
God's murdered son

Who paid for my resurrection
Glory to One
God's murdered son

Who paid for my resurrection

Glory to the one who

Who overcame in death
Glory to the one
Who paid for my offenses

Glory to the one

Once from the dust

Once from the grave
Daughters and sons
From the ashes you've raised

And hidden our faults
Even from your own face
And scattered our debt upon the waves

And scattered our debt upon the waves