In Every Cathedral

Glass Harp

Compositor: Aaron Miller / Phil Keaggy

Standing small to the paintings of Your face
Feeling loved in the presence of Your grace
Knowing You are here with me
Overwhelms my mind

I want to fly higher than high
Just like a spire, to touch the sky

I feel Your love in this place
Feel the warmth of Your embrace
As the sun shines through
The colors flood the room

I want to fly higher than high
Just like a spire, to touch the sky

In every cathedral across the land
People singing Your praises
Lifting their hands
In every city across the land
People singing Your praises
Lifting their hands, their hands

I feel Your love in this place
I feel the warmth of Your embrace
As the sun shines through
The colors flood the room

I want to fly higher than high
Just like a spire, to touch the sky

In every cathedral across the land
People singing Your praises
Lifting their hands
In every city across the land
People singing Your praises
Lifting their hands, their hands
Across the land
People singing Your praises
Lifting their hands, their hands