You set us up above all the stars You set us on a high place by where you are While we were dead you made us your friends And scattered our debt upon the wind Glory to One God's murdered son Who paid for my resurrection Once from the dust, once from the grave Daughters and sons from the ashes you've raised And hidden our faults even from your own face And scattered our debt upon the waves Glory to one God's murdered son Who paid for my resurrection Glory to One God's murdered son Who paid for my resurrection Glory to the one who Who overcame in death Glory to the one Who paid for my offenses Glory to the one Once from the dust Once from the grave Daughters and sons From the ashes you've raised And hidden our faults Even from your own face And scattered our debt upon the waves And scattered our debt upon the waves