None Like You

Who wore the heavens as royal robes Fashioned the morning and the heavenly hosts Who gave the word when all things were new Oh God it's You, it's You Who fixed His heart firm upon man Knowing the cost before He began Who gave himself when all Things were new Oh God it's You, it's You You are Holy, Holy Lord Almighty God of Glory there is none like You Holy, Holy Lord Almighty God of Glory there is none like You Who wore our sorrows as royal robes And fashioned our victory by dying alone Who gave himself to make all things new Oh God it's You, it's You Jesus, crucified, raised to life Jesus, lift Him high, lift Him high