Pleasures Of The King, The - Steve Green

To raise majestic mountains

To cause the sea to roar

To brush a crimson setting sun

To make the eagle soar

To bring the newborn cry of life

The hope of every spring

These treasures are the pleasures of the King

To see His people flourish

To live in light of day

To watch His children grow to know

The wonders of His way

To feel the joys of ransomed hearts

And all His mercies bring

These treasures are the pleasures of the King

These treasures are the pleasures of the King

To heal a broken body

To mend a broken heart

To knit together healthy homes

That once lay torn apart

To glory in the praises that

His grateful children sing

These treasures are the pleasures of the King

But of all His regal pleasures

One does stand above the rest

The Son He gave to serve and save

In perfect holiness

Existing pure and faultless

Embodiment of Truth

Guardian of righteousness

With name beyond reproof

His words uphold the universe

In love unwavering

Jesus, You are the treasure of the King

Jesus, You are the pleasure of the King