How lovely on the mountains Are the feet of him
Who brings good news, good news Announcing peace,
Proclaiming news of happiness.
Our God reigns, Our God reigns!
Refrain
Our God reigns! Our God reigns!
Our God reigns! Our God reigns!
He had no stately form, He had no majesty,
That we should be drawn to Him.
He was despised and we took No account of Him,
Yet now he reigns with the Most High
It was our sin and guilt That bruised and wounded Him.
It was our sin that brought Him down.
When we like sheep and gone astray,
Our Shepherd came And on His shoulders bore our shame.
Meek as a lamb That led out to the slaughter house,
Dumb as a sheep before its shearer,
His life ran down Upon the ground like pouring rain,
That we might be born again.
Out of the tomb He came with grace and majesty,
He is alive, He is alive, God loves us so,
see here His hands, His feet, His side.
Yes, we know, He is alive! He's alive!
He's alive! He's alive! He's alive!