VERSE 1:
Maker of the heavens, painter of the sky
Your greatest work reserved, for such as I
The angels long to sing about, the gift You gave to me
The love of God so unrestrained and free

CHORUS:
You, Oh Lord, are the fragrance of my praise
The finest words could never bare my heart
You, Oh Lord, are the essence of praise
I treasure You for who You are

VERSE 2:
Maker of the heavens, painter of the sky
The day will come, when I will see Your face
I’ve loved You since, I’ve known You
And I have grown to love You more
Each day, my heart sails further from the shore