All my voice
All my heart
Couldn't capture the beauty of his art

Perfect Holiness

All the Glory

All the Light
Flows from his omnipotent might
Let the heavens sing


Chorus
From hill to vale

They come
With shouts of joy
Sweeping over the earth

From distant shores
They cry
Like breaking waves

The unrestricted praise

All the silence

All the dark
Could not describe the mystery of his work
From age to age

I stand on this trembling earth
To feel his eternal worth
And with my hands I raise my all

To join creation's call

From hill to vale

They come
With shouts of joy
Sweeping over the earth

From distant shores
They cry
Like breaking waves

The unrestricted praise