Most High (Female Soloist)

You have cursed this world, yet blessed it still
Mortal man trembles, bound to Your will

You shatter kingdoms that dare speak in vain
Yet cradle the faithful — their refuge remains

The righteous will rise, though the broken may cry
But under Your wings, we will never die

You reign, O Sovereign Lord Most High
Above the heavens, beyond the sky


Your justice like thunder, Your mercy like rain
Holy, holy — forever You reign

We are made in Your image, yet helpless we fall
Your standard is flawless, we can't keep it all

Sin is a shadow, a chasm so wide
Yet love calls us closer, Your arms open wide

Your grace is a fortress, Your power untamed
The winepress is ready for those who profane

Yet still, You call out to the lost and ashamed
To kneel at the cross and be healed in Your name