When the sun starts to rise and I open my eyesYou are good, so good. In the heat of the day wiith each stone that I lay, You are good. With every breath I take in, I’ll tell you I’m grateful again. When the moon climbs high before each kiss goodnight,
You are good.
So how can I thank You, what can I bring? What can these poor hands lay at the feet of a King?I’ll sing You a love song, it’s all that I have- to tell You I’m grateful for holding my life in Your Hands. When it’s dark and it’s coldand I can’t feel my soul, You are good. So good. When the world has gone gray and the rain’s here to stay,