We are a kingdom of priests for in our hearts weíve been released

From our chains that had bound us in our sin

We rule and we reign with the king who ordains

That weíll minister to God and men

In the Kingdom, priests to our God

W ewactch him reign with His holy rod

Our high priest ever intercedes

Further, inward and upward he leads

Like morning dew I will fall and cling

Ride on the ings of my sheltering king

And arise like a vapor with the Sonís rise.

I want to wake each morning trusting in you

I want to fall on you like the morning dew

Rest upon you when each day is through

And every morning when the sun rises anew.

Falling on you I arise

Beneath your wing my spirit flies

I want to fall on you like the summer rain

Fall upon you like the sowerís good grain

Like seed on good soill I would fall once again.