Imprint Worship - Heaven's King Lyrics

From dust of the ground man came
Your breath entered his still frame
A helper came from his side
It was your daughter

And when you came out the grave
You silenced our sin and shame
Adopted, we have a name
We're sons and daughters

Shine
Father Shine
May my life, produce wine
Let my life be an offering
And point only to heaven's king

Your thoughts towards us are good
Offer our hearts we should
Give all we have to you
As sons and daughters

The words that you say won't fail
We're blessed with the grace to tell
The stories of being yours
Your sons and daughters

I'll only do
What I see him do
Father come and show me through
I'll say
What I hear him say
Father come prepare the way

I want my life to reflect yours
I want my life to reflect yours