He's the shoulder, on which we cry; He's the redeemer, from on high. He's the Lord, of us all; He's the one, on whom we call. It is His hand, in which we hold; It is His story, that is told. Our path, is lit by His light; our strength, comes from within His might. In our hearts, His love does grow; from our hearts, It does flow. Let us now bend our knee; that His face we may see. Glory unto His name; All powers hail the same. Let us rejoice together; Until the day is forever. Let us send praises on high; until we meet Him in the sky. Let all eternities roll; by His side we may stroll. Loving Him is my goal; until he has made us whole.