King of angels, King of saints King of all creation praise King of lost and King of found King who wore my thorny crown Crucified to set me free King of glory, now my eyes can see your majesty And I praise you, I praise you, I praise you, I praise you for all eternity. I will sing, I will sing, I will sing I will sing to you, Jesus my King King of sunshine, King of rain King of all my waking days King in joy and King through pain You will always be the same Sing aloud my soul awake Sing of His unfailing love and grace, all my days All heaven shines with you As angel eyes behold your face No-one else compares with you I bow in awe of you