Before all time began You had the perfect plan To make us in the image of Yourself And when we went astray You even planned that day On which You sent Your Son To pay the price
You took on all the sins of the world And washed them all away Bearing every curse upon that tree
We all cry Holy Holy Holy is the Lord The angels cry Holy Holy Holy is the Lord
With all my future plans They're safe within Your hands Far beyond my highest thoughts and prayers With all my heart and soul I'll praise You and extol The mighty God who holds me in His arms