Glory Be کے بول

Glory to the hands that heal the torn Glory to One whose feet could walk beyond the shore Glory to voice who calls the storms To rumble in the sky Our hearts cry Glory to heart that died alone Glory to the memory that would not let us go Glory to one who calls us home where we will meet someday Glory to the one who gave his Life and limb (blood) and love to save us Ancient as the oceans tide But new today his love reminds that Kingdoms rise and kingdoms crumble Men are high and men are humbled After all has fallen may our only anthem be Oh all glory be, to you our king May our worship be, an offering Oh all glory be, to you our king May the whole earth sing, to you Glory be