These hands, so cold, I’m broken by the things I run to
I know You show Your will to the ones who fear You most
I wanna be that child again
Lord, won’t you show me

Chorus:
Behold, who is this King of Glory?
Who holds the world in its place?
Yet I know when I need His grace to restore me, He’s there for me
He’s there, He’s there; This King of Glory

Your voice, so clear
I’m stronger when I hear You whisper
Your words, your truth, I know that nothing else will do
‘Cause I wanna be that child again
Please won’t You show me?

Bridge:
I wanna be that child again
Please won’t you show me?
Behold, You are the King of Glory
You hold the world in its place
Yet I know, when I need Your grace to restore me,
You’re there for me. You’re there, You’re there My King of Glory