Chorus / Description :
There is nothing
There is no one
Who compares with You
I take pleasure in worshiping
I take pleasure in worshiping
I take pleasure in worshiping
You Lord
I will come and bow down
At Your feet Lord Jesus
In Your presence
Is fullness of joy
There is nothing There is no one
Who compares with You
I take pleasure in
Worshiping You Lord
Heaven is Your Throne
And the earth is Your footstool
Jesus I come to bow down
At Your feet
O how I love just
To worship before You
In Your presence
My joy is complete
There is nothing
There is no one
Who compares with You
I take pleasure in worshiping
I take pleasure in worshiping
I take pleasure in worshiping
You Lord
Thou wilt show me the path of life: In thy presence is fulness of joy; In thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore. Psalm 17 A Prayer of David.
Thou madest known unto me the ways of life; Thou shalt make me full of gladness with thy countenance.
And the sons of them that afflicted thee shall come bending unto thee; and all they that despised thee shall bow themselves down at the soles of thy feet; and they shall call thee The city of Jehovah, The Zion of the Holy One of Israel.
There is none like unto thee, O Jehovah; thou art great, and thy name is great in might.
There is none like unto thee among the gods, O Lord; Neither `are there any works' like unto thy works.