Grandfather Westinghouse
Always the hand in glove
Do you think you could rise above
Grandfather Westinghouse
His is the right to show
Do you think he could stop it or go
In the sun
In the sun
In the sun
Grandfather Westinghouse
Painting the mirror of sin
Kissing the saccharine sweet
Next of kin
In the sun
In the sun
In the sunI'm forgiven because you were forsaken
I'm accepted, you were condemned
I'm alive and well your spirit is within me
because, you died and rose again
Amazing love, how can it be
That you, my king, would die for me
Amazing love, I know it's true
And it's my joy to honor you
In all I do, I honor you
You are my king
You are my king
Jesus, you are my king
you are my king