All my days, I will sing this song of gladness.
Give my praise the fountain of delights;
For in my helplessness you heard my cry,
And waves of mercy poured down on my life.

I will trust in the cross of my redeemer;
I will sing of the blood that never fails, of
Sins for given, of conscience cleansed, of
Death de feated and life without end.

Beautiful saviour, wonderful counselor, clothed in majesty,
Lord of history, you're the way the truth, the life, star of the morning.
Glorious holiness, you're the risen one, heaven's champion,
And you reign, you reign, over all.

I long to be, where the praise is never ending;
Yearn to dwell where the glory never fades,
Where countless worshipers will share one song;
And cries of "worthy" will honor the lamb!