Worthy is the lamb who was slain
The one who broke down the great wall of enmity and gave me His name
How gracious is my Redeemer King Jesus
Son of the Highest
What could I possibly give to you
but the fragrance of my

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Holy is the man of sorrows
Destroying the works of the evil one all with your own blood
and mercies before and behind you
such beauty all--around you how could I ever repay you
but with the fragrance of my

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Praise be to the wounded one
Glory and honor to the Son
We ascribe worth and give up to you Lord
Let the fragrance of our love go forth


We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze
We lift our gaze..

You are Higher!
You are Higher! 

You are Higher! 

You are Higher! 

You are Higher! 

Praise be to the wounded one
Glory and honor to the Son
We ascribe worth and give up to you Lord
Let the fragrance of our love go forth