Your love is devoted, like a ring of solid gold
Like a vow that is tested, like a covenant of old
Your love is enduring, through the winter rain
And beyond the horizon, with mercy for today
Faithful You have been, and faithful you will be
You pledge yourself to me, and it’s why I sing
Your praise will ever be on my lips, ever be on my lips
Your praise will ever be on my lips, ever be on my lips
You Father the orphan, your kindness makes us whole
You shoulder our weakness, and Your strength becomes our own
You’re making me like you, clothing me in white
Bringing beauty from ashes, for You will have Your bride
Free of all her guilt
And rid of all her shame
And known by her true name
And it’s why I sing
You will be praised
You will be praised
With angels and saints we sing worthy are You Lord
You will be praised
You will be praised
With angels and saints we sing worthy are You Lord