show me your glory
by Steve GracieShow me your glory
I want to see your power
I want to tell the story
Of your final hour
You wrestled with your fate
In the garden, sweating blood
You drank the fathers cup
And said your will be done
Show me your glory
I want to see your power
I want to tell the story
Of your final hour
When you stood before the crowd
And Pilate washed his hands
The Sanhedrin had you now
They condemned the Son of Man
Show me your glory
I want to see your power
I want to tell the story
Of your final hour
When you hung upon the cross
And fulfilled the prophesy
When the enemy had lost
And the sinners were set free
Show me your glory
I want to see your power
I want to tell the story
Of your final hour
When you rose up from the grave
And walked upon the land
When you stood before the doubters
Nail holes in your hands
Show me your glory
I want to see your face
I want to tell the story
Of living in your Grace
