
The day is brighter here with you
The night is lighter than its hue
Would lead me to believe
Which leads me to believe
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
Yeah, you make everything glorious
And I’m yours
What does that make me?
My eyes are small
But they have seen
The beauty of enormous things
There’s light enough to see
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
Yeah, you make everything glorious
And I’m yours
What does that make me?
From glory to glory
You are glorious, You are glorious
From glory to glory
You are glorious, you are glorious
Which leads me to believe
Why I can believe
From glory to glory, you are glorious
If God is everything Glorious, and makes everything Glorious, does that make us automatically Glorious?
Do we have to work to be Glorious?
Are we Glorious through Him or all on our own because we are his creation?
The night is lighter than its hue
Would lead me to believe
Which leads me to believe
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
Yeah, you make everything glorious
And I’m yours
What does that make me?
My eyes are small
But they have seen
The beauty of enormous things
There’s light enough to see
You make everything glorious
You make everything glorious
Yeah, you make everything glorious
And I’m yours
What does that make me?
From glory to glory
You are glorious, You are glorious
From glory to glory
You are glorious, you are glorious
Which leads me to believe
Why I can believe
From glory to glory, you are glorious
If God is everything Glorious, and makes everything Glorious, does that make us automatically Glorious?
Do we have to work to be Glorious?
Are we Glorious through Him or all on our own because we are his creation?
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