Standing small to the paintings of Your face Feeling loved in the presence of Your grace Knowing You are here with me Overwhelms my mind
I want to fly higher than high Just like a spire, to touch the sky
I feel Your love in this place Feel the warmth of Your embrace As the sun shines through The colors flood the room
I want to fly higher than high Just like a spire, to touch the sky
In every cathedral across the land People singing Your praises Lifting their hands In every city across the land People singing Your praises Lifting their hands, their hands
I feel Your love in this place I feel the warmth of Your embrace As the sun shines through The colors flood the room
I want to fly higher than high Just like a spire, to touch the sky
In every cathedral across the land People singing Your praises Lifting their hands In every city across the land People singing Your praises Lifting their hands, their hands Across the land People singing Your praises Lifting their hands, their hands
Compositores: Aaron Miller, Gene Miller E Phil Keaggy