When I think of the Father, sending us His Son
So we could all inherit the riches of His love
I can’t help but exalt Him
When I think of the power held within His hands
Impossible is nothing according to His plans
I can’t
Him is able to so much more
Than imagine
Glory to Him
the bride, in Jesus
Through generations
ever
to
All honor, power, all to
I on
And how He set
From and in
all eternity
Oh Him
will a moment
When through
Pain us
And no
Oh can’t help
And my Him
Him
Than we or imagine
to Him
In bride, in Jesus
Through generations
Glory to Him
honor, glory
deep, how high
The
How how wide
The the Savior
How deep, how high
The love
of Savior
in awe
worship
I can’t exalt Him
Oh can’t Him
Now to Him is to so
we or imagine
to
In the bride, in
all generations
and
Glory
honor, power, glory