Heaven knows no other Lord but You And this earth has none to compare For Your glory outshines the brightest sun Dimming all our beauty here Oh, Lord, how Your words are my counselors They're the light that guide my every way They're more precious to me than silver or gold They're my comfort in times when I'm afraid Though a saint, He calls me His brother I'm just a servant, but He calls me friend And I will sing His praise and tell of His ways Till these earthly days shall end We draw close to our Lord through His sufferings Think it not a strange thing when you do For as silver and gold had a crucible There's a cross and we must bear it, too Though a saint, He calls me His brother I'm just a servant, but He calls me friend And I will sing His praise and tell of His ways Till these earthly days shall end Till the sun doesn't shine Until the end of all time I will sing His praise Till these earthly days shall end