I hear the voice of every generation: Listen to Him.
Time stands still when I behold your Transfiguration: Listen to Him.
I lift up my eyes; I see you alone.
God said, "This is my beloved Son. Listen to Him."

Alone with you, I climb up high; you lead the way.
The light of a thousand suns illuminates your face.
Though my eyes are weak, I behold the Son of Man.
In your presence, Jesus, I see who I truly am.

My heart grows cloudy, and I tremble with fear.
I do not want to know the pain of darkness.
I want to stay with you in the light.
High on the mountain, far from the valley.
Must I go down, Lord, before I rise?

It is good that we are here--Jesus came to me
It is good that we are here--and He touched my face
It is good that we are here--Glory, Hallelujah, Do not be afraid!