Glory to your Son

Jesus' eyes raised to heaven 

Father the hour has come 

So that I may glorify you 

Give glory to your son 

 

Everything you told me 

What you sent me to do  

All has been accomplished 

It is time to return to you 

 

Father give glory to your son 

He who set the captives free 

They raised him on the cross 

Three days later won victory 

 

From that moment on, the world, will never be the same  

Oh, my Lord, oh my God, the world, will never be the same 

 

Slandered and ridiculed 

Cursed and spit upon 

And raised from the dead 

Now it is time to go home 

 

Oh, my Lord, oh my God, the world will never be the same  

The hour has come, give glory to your son, I am coming home 

 

Coming home, coming home, coming home, coming home to you 

And the world will never be the same...Oh my Lord, Oh my God 

The world will never be the same 

 

Anthony Raymond