He Measured The Sea In The Span Of His Hands
Mountains Were Placed At His Command
At The Sound Of His Voice, The Sun Came Through
And There’s Nothing, No Nothing My God Can’t Do

There’s Nothing, No Nothing
There Is Nothing My God Can’t Do
Miracles And Wonders
There’s Nothing, No Nothing My God Can’t Do

He Named Every Star, Then He Hung Them On High
The Moon Spread Its Light Across God’s Big Sky
And The Same Mighty God Can Take A Heart Of Stone
Wash It Then Cleanse It And Make It His Own