[Processional Chant] Though thou exalt thyself, pride is a liar, The mountain is high, but the Judge is higher. A city in stone looked down on the plain, [Verse 1] Its heart said height could outclimb every claim. Nest with the eagle, set doors by the stars, The hand of the LORD still reaches that far. Thieves would leave silver, the gleaner some vine, [Chorus] Though thou exalt thyself, pride is a liar, The mountain is high, but the Judge is higher. But hidden things opened and allies crossed lines. The friend at the table had laid down a snare, [Silence] The wise found no answer, the mighty lost nerve. [Verse 2] Rock cannot covenant, treasure cannot defend, A border is narrow when friendship has ended. The eagle descends and the high chamber falls, [Final Chorus] Though thou exalt thyself, pride is a liar, The mountain is high, but the Judge is higher. No cliff stands above the LORD over all.