The King of Love my shepherd is
No good thing he withholds
From those who call upon His holy name
And because of You my spirit lives
And soars with eagle's wings
And causes my heart to sing
A love song to my King.

If I take the wings of the morning
If I scale the heights and the depths
If I search the uttermost parts of all Your earth
I'll never find a love as sweet as Yours.

The Lamb of God my saviour is
The glory of Your throne, no mind can comprehend
Nor human tongue make known
Because of you my spirit lives
And soars with eagle's wings
And causes my heart to sing
A love song to my King.