اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
He wraps Himself in light
As with a garment
He spreads out the heavens
And walks on the wings of the wind
He sends forth the springs from the valleys
They flow between mountains
The birds of the air dwell by the waters
Lifting their voices in song
CHORUS:
Singing glory, glory!
Glory to the Lamb!
All praises and honor forever
He made the moon for its seasons
The sun knows its setting
He looks at the earth and it trembles
He touches the mountains and they smoke
I will sing to the Lord all my life
I will sing praises to my God
As long as I live
Praises to the Lord, oh my soul
CHORUS
