And Glory

Sweet, exceedingly sweet the day Under the shadow of the Rock No drought comes nor storms disarray And praises fill the little flock And glory with the rising sun And glory praising Christ the son Sweet, exceedingly sweet the day Around God's gladsome mercy seat The winters done, no passing May The song triumphant scorns defeat And glory with the rising sun And glory praising Christ the son Cho. You know I just want to sing glory My soul overflows with glory My heart thank you all in glory For its coming down, coming down Copious showers of glory And before glory bow me down