Who can ascend the Lord's holy hill?
For the whole earth is his,
and the heavens are filled
With the light of his glory,
far brighter than ten thousand suns!
And who can come into his dwelling place?
Who could ever look into his beautiful face?
Woe to me and my people,
for we are unclean and undone!

CHORUS:
But there is One who is righteous!
There is One who is good!
There is One who was made like us,
That he might cleanse us by his blood.
And there is One who is worthy
of all glory, praise and laud!
For there is One who is holy!
Behold the spotless Lamb of God!

Now lift up your heads, O you ancient doors,
For the King of all glory returns from his wars:
He who conquered the grave
comes to take up his heavenly throne.
Let the people of earth--
distant tribes and clans--
Draw near to him now
with pure hearts and clean hands!
Let us lift up our voices
to worship the Lord God alone!

CHORUS
For there is One who is righteous. . . .