Adonai
When I survey all that you are
Like those hands that pierced for me
All the same that holds my heart
And when I gaze into those loving eyes
That saw the cross ahead and
Yet saw me as the prize
No wonder that there are many,
That know this love that sing
Holy, Holy Holy God Majesty
There's nothing that seems to compare
Oh, my heart can't help but sing
Your Name, Adonai, donai,
Adonai, donai, donai, donai, Adonai
You see me just, just as I ought to be
You fashioned me to be just like you
Perfect and complete (complete)
So I'll sing Adonai, donai
Adonai, donai, donai, donai, Adonai
Adonai, donai, Adonai, donai, donai, donai, Adonai
