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
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2012
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