Make His Praise Glorious

Angels descending a pitch black sky
Illumined the darkness with radiant light
A world unsuspecting that hope had drawn nigh
Trembled in fear at the glorious sight,
Yet peace fell upon their souls in their dark night.

The heavens declared the weight of good news
That prisoners could find their release
A birth of a savior that most would refuse
And for that, their turmoil shan`t cease
His own would receive not His peace.

Oh, make His praise glorious-our sins he forgave
Over all victorious- over death and the grave
Make His praise glorious-His own life He gave
So rejoice in the servant who saves!

Now men seek to do what is right in their eyes
But there`s only One treasure that saves
Belief`s never born from from some sign in the skies
Discounting the salvation they crave,
They rejected the gift that God gave!

The Savior still comes to the blindest of eyes
He comes to be faithful and true
He comes in an inconspicuous disguise
To do what we could not do
He still comes the wretch to rescue.

Oh, make His praise glorious-our sins he forgave
Over all victorious- over death and the grave
Make His praise glorious-His own life He gave
So rejoice in the servant who saves!

So he is no fool who will answer His call
Christ delivers their souls from the grave
And we would do well if we give Him our all
He delights to transform the depraved
There is One that is Mighty to Save!

Oh, make His praise glorious-our sins he forgave
Over all victorious- over death and the grave
Make His praise glorious-His own life He gave
So rejoice in the servant who saves!

November 30, 2018
Anthony Foster