Mighty to behold; the King is glorious.
His captivating fragrance fills the land.
He ravishes my heart with very loveliness
Bringing kindness and forgiveness in His hand.
And I who was Your enemy do worship.
Rejoicing I kneel down before Your feet.
Oh what beauty does infuse this broken heart, Lord.
Oh what freedom You have bought
As to the tabernacle brought
The blood of God to set at naught
The power of sin that held me thrall.
Glorious in grace, You give Yourself to us,
And we’ve been named the heart’s joy of the King.
By Your grace You change our hearts to mirror Your desires.
What joy Your kindness brings us as we sing.
So we who were Your enemies do worship,
Rejoicing, we fall down before Your feet.
Your beauty permeates us, makes our hearts anew.
Oh that Your beauty we might see,
And worship Love so pure and free,
Meld into one that we might be
The bride of Jesus Christ, our King.
