Texty písní Andrew Peterson

Andrew Peterson

Serve Hymn

High this mountain, broad this sea

Still, my sin ran deeper

Grave offense my soul did wreak

Against creation's keeper

But see what power so fell and fair

Has stayed His holy justice

God Himself all Hell did bear

How great His love for us is

(chorus)

So serve Him, O serve Him

He who brings the morning

O serve Him, Only serve Him

He who brings the morning

Ev'ry hour is a precious boon

Ev'ry breath is a mercy

Ev'ry glimpse of yonder moon

A balm upon this journey

How vast the heavens above this place

So small beneath His glory

Still He stooped and showed His face

And poured His mercy o'er me

Jesus, our Messiah King

For those who don't deserve Him

Conquered death all life to bring

So seek His face and serve Him

O serve Him

Sing, O sing

Praise His name forever

Oh, praise Him

Oh, praise Him

Praise His name forever