In the beginning before there was time
You spoke the world into motion, said let there be light
And no mind could fathom the story you'd write
You put your breath in the dust turning nothing to life
All of creation and history Your perfect design
You're the Author
You're the air we breathe
Living Water
Source of everything
All bow down to the Alpha Omega
Yahweh
Yahweh
In the valley of dry bones when all hope is dead
You say the word and revival turns death on its head
And here in the ruins Your miraculous breath
Is clearing a space in the rubble to build up what's next
Oh sovereign head of the church rebuild us again
You're the Author
You're the air we breathe
Living Water
Source of everything
All bow down to the Alpha Omega
You're the Author
You're the air we breathe
Living Water
Source of everything
All bow down to the Alpha Omega
Yahweh
Yahweh
Oh deserving of worship You are
Oh
Oh God of creation
Throughout time
Yahweh
Where can we go
From Your presence
Neither depths nor
In the heavens
From creation
To revelation
Always reigning
And creating
In every season
You are breathing
Writing glory
Into stories
Turning ruins
Into beauty
Trading death for
Resurrection
You're the Author
You're the air we breathe
Living Water
Source of everything
All bow down to the Alpha Omega
Hey
You're the Author
You're the air we breathe
Living Water
Source of everything
All bow down to the Alpha Omega
Yahweh
Yahweh
When time has unfolded, we reach out last breath
We'll see that You've finished the details
You authored by hand
And we'll be together just as You had planned
The Lord of eternity walking in the garden again
Heaven and Earth unifying to bow where You tread