Cry Holy

From Love Consume Me
From Love Consume Me

Your voice, Lord
Thunders over the ocean
Your voice, Lord
Strips the leaves off the trees
Your words, Lord
Brought this world into being
Your breath, Lord
Sent the stars into space

So we cry, “Holy, mighty”
You’re glorious, all-powerful God
Who can compare with your radiance
And wonderful love?

Your thoughts, Lord
Are far higher than our thoughts
Your ways, Lord
So much greater than ours
Your wisdom
And your infinite vision
Our comfort
In an uncertain world

So we cry “Holy, mighty”
(You’re glorious, all-powerful God)
Who can compare?
(With your radiance and)
Wonderful love…

© Caryl Archer