Lletres: Newsboys. In the Hands of God. Glorious.

And if I sing out in the dark of night
Or praise You in the light of dawn
Hear my song and lift me on Your wings

And if I worship You in solitude
Or join a choir ten thousand strong
Hear my song 'til all creation sings

Glorious, shining so glorious
Though I stumble, though I fall You remain glorious
Towards Your light I come running, I come running
Into Your arms I come running, I come running

You have searched me, you have known my heart
You've heard my every anxious thought
Hear my song, it's all I have to bring

Though the battles come this much is known
The victory's won by You alone
Hear my song my Savior and my King
I'm singing

Glorious, shining so glorious
Though I stumble, though I fall You remain glorious
Towards Your light I come running, I come running
Into Your arms I come running, I come running

Every faithless mission, every false ambition
Here I lay them at Your feet
As in heaven, as on earth I will ever sing Your worth
You alone make me complete

Glorious, shining so glorious
Though I stumble, though I fall You remain glorious
Towards Your light I come running, I come running
Into Your arms I come running, I come running

Glorious, shining so glorious
Though I stumble, though I fall You remain glorious
Towards Your light I come running, I come running
Into Your arms I come running, I come running
Towards Your light I come running, I come running
Into Your arms I come running, I come running