Bow Down

The heavens declare, the glory of God

The skies proclaim the work of His hands

Day after day they bring forth speech

And night after night they display

We bow down before you

O King of Israel

We raise our hands and praise you

Now Lord Jesus

There is no speech the voice is not heard

The voice goes out to all of the world

In the heavens He has pitched a tent for the Son

He's like a bridegroom coming forth

We bow down before you

O King of Israel

We raise our hands and praise you

Now Lord Jesus

We bow down before you

O King of Israel

We raise our hands and praise you

Now Lord Jesus

We bow down before you

O King of Israel

We raise our hands and praise you

Now Lord Jesus

We bow down before you

O King of Israel

We raise our hands and praise you

Now Lord Jesus

We bow down, we bow down

We bow down, we bow down