(D F#m7/C# Bm G )
Standing up from crags and clay
The peaks of earth
In full display
They break the lines
That break the sky
That's full of life
Full of life
The chaos of creation's dance
A tapestry, a symphony
Of life himself
Of love herself
It's written in our very skin
All praises to the one who made it all
Who made it all
All praises to the one who made it all
And finds it beautiful
Soil is spilling life to life
Stars are born
To fill the night
The ocean's score
The majesty
Of sculpted shore
Mystery
All praises...
Fearfully and wonderfully and beautifully made