He's brought me here, where things are clear, and trials turn to gold. He shared with me, His victory, He won in days of old. Oh Lord, I don't deserve, the riches of your word, But You've changed my filthy rags to linen white as snow.
The view from here is nothing near to what it is for You. I tried to see Your plan for me, but I only acted like I knew. Oh Lord forgive the times, I tried to read your mind. Cause you said if I'd be still, then I would hear your voice.
My Lord, my King, my urge to sing and praise the things above. No words can say the glorious way you changed me with your love.
He's brought me low, so I could now the way to reach the heights. To forsake my dreams, my self esteem and give up all my rights. With each one that I lay down, a jewel's placed in my crown. Cause His love, the things above, is all we'll ever need. He's brought me here, where things are clear, and trials turn to gold.