Songtext von Gloria

Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven To His feet Your tribute bring Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven Evermore His praises sing Gloria! Gloria! Praise the everlasting King Lord, it's for Your fame we sing Gloria Praise Him for His grace and favor To our fathers in distress Praise Him still the same as ever Slow to anger, swift to bless The angels adore Him They're face to face And one day I'll join them Sing with the saints from every race