No ink can hold the letter You have made; no stone can be the heart where mercy stays. Known and read in the lives of Your own, Christ writes by the Spirit on hearts of flesh. From glory to glory, with unveiled face, beholding the Lord, being changed by grace. Where the Spirit of the Lord is, liberty; from glory to glory, make Your image in me. We are not sufficient from ourselves. Our sufficiency comes from God alone. The letter kills when it stands without life; the Spirit breathes where the new covenant shines. Moses covered the brightness that faded. A veil still lies where the heart will not turn. But turn to the Lord and the covering is taken; hope speaks plainly where freedom has come. From glory to glory, with unveiled face, beholding the Lord, being changed by grace. What once passed away cannot equal what stays; from glory to glory, transform us today.