^C#mGod of glory ^E5You have made all things,^Bsus all things ^C#mWho am I that You^E5 would think of me,^Bsus of me For You ^F#mmade the earth, You ^C#mmade the stars Yet You know^F#m my name; You know^C#m my heart You?re ^F#malways there; You?re ^C#mnever far away ^Bsus

So am^A2azing as You paint^Bsus the sky So am^A2azing, makes me wo^Bsusnder why You ^Elove me like You d^Bsuso You ^C#mlove me like You d^A2o That You ^Elove me like You d^Bsuso So am^C#mazing, so ama^A2zing ^C#mI see the birds ride o^E5n the winds, they fly^Bsus so high ^C#mMountain peaks so ta^E5ll they seem to touc^Bsush the sky Cre^F#mation calls Your n^C#mame above Yet i^F#mn Your mercy a^C#mnd Your love You c^F#mame to give Your l^C#mife that I might liv^Bsuse