Made Beautiful in Praise

My sweet and sovereign Lord

There is nothing I can say

To express what you mean

With the passing of each day

My light unto the world

My redeemer, whose name I raise

For all these reasons

Through every season

You are made beautiful in praise

Beautiful in praise my Lord

Beautiful in praise

I lift my hands

My heart I raise

You are made beautiful in praise

My rock and my salvation

My counselor art thou

You are made beautiful in praise my Lord

Forevermore from now

Who can know the mind of God

Who can see his infinite ways

So starting now, I will forever bow

And be made beautiful in praise

With hands stretched to the heavens

Reaching for you, am I

Seeking your will, your perfect will

With overflowing joy I cry

I want to know you better Lord

Today I seek your face

Though I can't, still I'll try my Lord

And be made beautiful in praise.

Beautiful in praise my Lord

Beautiful in praise

I lift my hands

My heart I raise

You are made beautiful in praise

Beauty...beauty, my Lord yes you are

When I need you, I'll lift my hands

And know you are not far

So I'll sing my song, and shout unto

I'll clap my hands, and I'll dance for you

For there is no shame in what I raise

For there is only you... yes there is only you

Who makes me beautiful in praise.