There is a King of kings sitting on His throne Tens of thousands of angels Worship Him alone O what love is this, O what love is this There is a crowd of mockers gathered around You, You say Father forgive them For they know not what they do O what love is this, O what love is this His love You are glorious You are righteousness And we'll worship You our Lord The blameless Lamb for our sin slain Saviour risen from the grave We will worship You our Lord There is a King of glory hanging from a cross The ransom was this He paid the greatest cost O what love is this, O what love is this O what grace, O what love is this That You gave Your son