In praise I write of infinite love,
Gifted to us by our Holy Father
Above,
His angels sing,
With us harmoniously,
As we lift our voices,
Our spirits fly,
We reach for him Most High,
I feel his love change the air,
My skin can sense,
His infinite presence,
My heart yields,
A yearning to show him I truly care,
I Love our infinite God,
I’m not ashamed to tell one and all,
If He where hear I would fall,
upon my face,
At His feet would I crawl,
He holds my tears,
with mercy and infinite grace,
when I call he hears,
he cradles my pain,
He lifts it away,
In praise I write of infinite love,
Through God above,
I am saved
