Who could crucify a king?
Who could hurt the hands that heal?
What could motivate such things?
Love has done it.

And how'd this mercy come to me,
And blood become my covering?
I do not deserve these things.
Love has done it.
So I,

Lift the God whose love delivered me
Magnify Christ the coming King
Glorify the Lord who lifted me with His great love

Who cast my accuser down
And trampled on my enemy?
Ransacked hell and took its keys?
Love has done it.
So I,

Lift the God whose love delivered me
Magnify Christ the coming King
Glorify the Lord who lifted me with His great love

Oh I,

Lift the God whose love delivered me
Magnify the Christ of the redeemed
Glorify the God who rescued me with His great love

Arise and shine.
Rest Your glory here
Arise and shine.
Rest Your glory here