That He Might Be Glorified

 

The Spirit of the Lord is our Redeemer

Preaching good news to the Lost and those cast down

Binding up the broken hearted- freeing captives

Opening prison doors wherever men are bound.

 

In His own time our true and just avenger

Will comfort all who weep and all who mourn

He'll bestow a crown of transcendant beauty

In return for all the ashes we have worn.

 

Our redeemer now becomes our guide

That He might be glorified!

Now our souls are satisfied

That He might be Glorified!

 

Upon the wounds of those who are in mourning

He pours out His gracious gladness like pure oil

He gives garments of praise for spirits of dispair

For His righteous planting He's prepared the soil.

 

Our redeemer now becomes our guide

That He might be glorified!

Now our sould are satisfied

That He might be Glorified!

 

Our redeemer now becomes our guide

That He might be glorified!

Now our sould are satisfied

That He might be Glorified!

 

May 2,1992

Anthony Foster