You Are Glorious

A crown of thorns for a King
A cross of suffering for a Prince of Peace
Who would think from such a place
Would rise an everlasting hope and grace

You are glorious, God victorious
The nails that held Your hands and feet
Are the ones that set me free
You are glorious, God victorious
Forevermore, You are glorious

Lamb of God, Majesty,
Your sacrifice means everything to me
Every wound, every scar
Reminds me how magnificent You are

Your love conquered everything
Your blood is the life in me