I will proclaim your greatness because you can never be secondrateness.
Your creation displays your splendor, So I bow down to you and surrender.
My worship unto you, is done in spirit and in truth, Oh how you look out for me, Like Boaz did for Ruth.
Entering into your gates with thanksgiving, I endeavor to do my part, And into your courts with praise, I serve you with gladness in my heart.
From the rising of the sun, The name of the Lord is to be Praised. I extol you, give you all the glory, Because my weary soul you Saved.