The beauty of God
Every where I go, there's no running from You.
Looking up, down, left, right, inside, out I'll find You.
In the highest mountain, in the darkest valley,
In a wide open field, in my tiny room,
I'll always find You, waiting just for me.
In the rough seas, in the calm skies,
In the rough times, You're always in my life.
We know each other, yet we're so far apart.
But I know where to find You,
So you'll always have my heart.
The beauty of God, I'll always applaud.
I'll lift You high, praise and exalt.
For there is none as deserving,
As my Lord and King.