King of angels, King of saints

King of all creation praise

King of lost and King of found

King who wore my thorny crown

Crucified to set me free

King of glory, now my eyes can see your majesty


And I praise you, I praise you,

I praise you, I praise you for all eternity.

I will sing, I will sing,

I will sing I will sing to you, Jesus my King



King of sunshine, King of rain

King of all my waking days

King in joy and King through pain

You will always be the same

Sing aloud my soul awake

Sing of His unfailing love and grace, all my days


All heaven shines with you

As angel eyes behold your face

No-one else compares with you

I bow in awe of you