Текст: Hillsong. Glory.

Great is the Lord, God Almighty
Great is the Lord on high

The train of His robe fills the Temple
And we cry out highest praise

Glory to the risen King
Glory to the Son, glorious Son

Lift up your heads, open the doors
Let the King of Glory come in and forever be our God

Holy is the Lord, God Almighty
Holy is the Lord on high

Let all the earth bow before You
And crown You Lord of all