There is a noise, there is a sound,
There is a cry from the depths of our hearts,
Heaven come down!
Will not be silenced, can’t be contained,
The cry of a people, a priesthood, a nation,
Called by Your name
Out of the darkness, redeemed from the night,
Bathed in His glory, reflecting His light,
O what a beautiful bride!
From every nation, from every tribe,
Clothed in His righteousness, fully alive,
Hear the song of the beautiful bride!
O what a mystery, how great the love,
Calls to the orphan, the broken, the chosen,
Making us one.
And under His banner, united we stand,
Bearing the goodness, the beautiful mercy,
Of our Great I Am…Oh
Singing…how great and marvellous are all Your deeds
Nations will come and bow down at Your feet,
Glory to You Lord of All, King of all Kings;
Hear the song of the bride
Song of the bride
O dance with me, hear the song of Your bride
Lover of my soul,Lover of my soul
Hear the song of Your bride
Lover of my soul