Those who live up in the heavens 
And those who live down in the deepest place on earth 
Will hear your name, will know your fame 
All creation will look up and see you 

Chorus:
You, only You, can lead us to 
Your awesome majesty where we 
We will be worshiping You only- it’s You only 

We have heard you in the fire 
And we have followed you across the ocean floor 
That’s how it goes: the story grows 
Two thousand years and still you’re speaking 

Chorus

You came to free them, they condemned you 
Nailed you up and tried to tear your glory down 
But to their shame, Sunday came 
They realized that even death can’t hold you 

The Answer to the Question 

I’m growing tired of a mouth shut tight 
When all I want to do is 
Tell the whole world about the man sitting 
At the right hand of the One in heaven 
How could I sing 
About anything but him? 

Chorus: 
He is the answer to the question 
He is the cure for the infection 
He is all he says he is 
He is the ultimate reflection 
Of holiness and true perfection 
He is all he says he is 

How can I not cry?
Watching as the world dies 
Without a prayer 
They run to their own gods, roughshod 
Blind to the living God of earth and heaven 
How could they sing 
Of everything but him? 

Chorus