Those who live up in the heavens And those who live down in the deepest place on earth Will hear your name, will know your fame All creation will look up and see you Chorus: You, only You, can lead us to Your awesome majesty where we We will be worshiping You only- it's You only We have heard you in the fire And we have followed you across the ocean floor That's how it goes: the story grows Two thousand years and still you're speaking Chorus You came to free them, they condemned you Nailed you up and tried to tear your glory down But to their shame, Sunday came They realized that even death can't hold you The Answer to the Question I'm growing tired of a mouth shut tight When all I want to do is Tell the whole world about the man sitting At the right hand of the One in heaven How could I sing About anything but him? Chorus: He is the answer to the question He is the cure for the infection He is all he says he is He is the ultimate reflection Of holiness and true perfection He is all he says he is How can I not cry? Watching as the world dies Without a prayer They run to their own gods, roughshod Blind to the living God of earth and heaven How could they sing Of everything but him? Chorus