Your strength is made perfect when I am weak And all that I cling to I lay at Your feet

Your grace is sufficient for me To see the Lord the promise land

Where in all sins pearly gates look bland And what was once a pearl now sand

That blows away, that blows away In light of him

We will sing, we will sing, Oh to You We will sing as in the days of youth

As You lead us away To valleys low To acres of hope