Chris Moerman boast in the lord

From before the dawn of light
You were ever lasting life
As you send the morning skies
Lord you knew me
You had seen my truent heart
Still you reached into my dark
May the blood of sacred scars
Stir my soul to sing
Oh my soul, oh my soul
Boast in the lord
He has lifted you out of the grave
My soul will boast in the Lord
By His death we have died
By His life we've been lifted on high
My soul will boast in the Lord