Kutsal Tanrım, sana övgü, Yücelerin Rabbisin sen. Yerde, gökte herkes sana,

Showing me plainly just where You are.

Ich danke dir, mit Staunen und mit Tränen,

Cold steel bars, cold hard stares, the gavel slammed down low Knew my fate, sealed in hate, nowhere left to go System built to break a man, grind him to the dust Labeled me a lost cause, consumed by their unjust lust

Searching for acceptance, a fleeting, fragile thing 'Til Your grace caught me, and my heart began to sing