These hands, so cold I'm broken by the things I run to I know You show Your will to the ones who fear You most I wanna be that child again Lord, won't you show me? Behold, who is this King of Glory? Who holds the world in its place? Yet I know when I need His grace to restore me, He's there for me He's there, He's there; This King of Glory Your voice, so clear I'm stronger when I hear You whisper Your words, your truth I know that nothing else will do 'Cause I wanna be that child again Please won't You show me? Behold, who is this King of Glory? Who holds the world in its place? Yet I know when I need His grace to restore me, He's there for me He's there, He's there; This King of Glory, yeah This King of Glory, ohhhh yeah I wanna be that child again Please won't you show me? Behold, You are the King of Glory You hold the world in its place Yet I know, when I need Your grace to restore me, You're there for me. You're there, You're there My King of Glory You're there, You're there My King of Glory You're there, You're there My King of Glory You're there, You're there... For me You're there, You're there... For me You're there, You're there... Yeah