Above all powers, above all kings,
Above all nature and all created things;
Above all wisdom and all the ways of man,
You were here before the world began.
Above all kingdoms, above all thrones,
Above all wonders the world has ever known;
Above all wealth and treasures of the earth,
There's no way to measure what You're worth.

Crucified, laid behind the stone;
You lived to die, rejected and alone;
Like a rose, trampled on the ground,
You took the fall, and thought of me,
Above all.

Above all powers, above all kings,
Above all nature and all created things;
Above all wisdom and all the ways of man,
You were here before the world began.
Above all kingdoms, above all thrones,
Above all wonders the world has ever known;
Above all wealth and treasures of the earth,
There's no way to measure what You're worth.

Crucified, laid behind the stone;
You lived to die, rejected and alone;
Like a rose, trampled on the ground,
You took the fall, and thought of me,
Above all.

(last time)
Raised to life, seated on the throne;
You reign on high, I worship You alone
Living hope, soon You will return,
You conquered all, and thought of me,
Above all.

Lenny LeBlanc and Paul Baloche. Final Chorus: St. James Church, Cape Town. Used with permission
Copyright © 1999

All heaven declares
The glory of the risen Lord.
Who can compare
With the beauty of the Lord?
For ever He will be
The Lamb upon the throne.
I gladly bow the knee
And worship Him alone.

I will proclaim
The glory of the risen Lord
Who once was slain
To reconcile man to God.
For ever You will be
The Lamb upon the throne.
I gladly bow the knee
And worship You alone.

All heaven declares
The glory of the risen Lord.
Who can compare
With the beauty of the Lord?
For ever He will be
The Lamb upon the throne.
I gladly bow the knee
And worship Him alone.

I will proclaim
The glory of the risen Lord
Who once was slain
To reconcile man to God.
For ever You will be
The Lamb upon the throne.
I gladly bow the knee
And worship You alone.

Noel and Tricia Richards
Copyright © 1987 Thankyou Music

How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure,
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure.
How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away,
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory.

Behold the man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders;
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished;
His dying breath has brought me life,
I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything,
No gifts, no power, no wisdom;
But I will boast in Jesus Christ,
His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer;
But this I know with all my heart,
His wounds have paid my ransom.

Stuart Townend
Copyright © 1995 Thankyou Music

Behold the Lamb who bears our sins away, slain for us:
And we remember
The promise made that all who come in faith
Find forgiveness at the cross.

So we share in this bread of life,
And we drink of His sacrifice,
As a sign of our bonds of peace
Around the table of the King.

The body of our Saviour, Jesus Christ, torn for you:
Eat and remember
The wounds that heal, the death that brings us life,
Paid the price to make us one.

So we share in this bread of life,
And we drink of His sacrifice,
As a sign of our bonds of peace
Around the table of the King.

The blood that cleanses every stain of sin, shed for you:
Drink and remember
He drained death's cup that all may enter in
To receive the life of God.

So we share in this bread of life,
And we drink of His sacrifice,
As a sign of our bonds of peace
Around the table of the King.

And so with thankfulness and faith we rise to respond
And to remember
Our call to follow in the steps of Christ,
As His body here on earth.

(Final chorus)
As we share in His suffering,
We proclaim: Christ will come again!
And we'll join in the feast of heaven
Around the table of the King.

Keith and Kristyn Getty and Stuart Townend
Copyright © 2007 Thankyou Music