At the start
He was there, He was there
In the end
He’ll be there, He’ll be there
And after all
Our hands have wrought
He forgives

Oh, the glory of it all
Is He came here
For the rescue of us all
That we may live
For the glory of it all
Oh, the glory of it all

All is lost
Find Him there, Find Him there
After night
Dawn is there, Dawn is there
And after all
Falls apart
He repairs, He repairs

Oh, the glory of it all
Is He came here
For the rescue of us all
That we may live
For the glory of it all
Oh, He is here
With redemption from the fall
That we may live
For the glory of it all
Oh, the glory of it all

After night
Comes a light
Dawn is here
Dawn is here
It’s a new day, a new day
Oh, everything will change
Things will never be the same
We will never be the same

Oh, the glory of it all
Is You came here
For the rescue of us all
That we may live
For the glory of it all
Oh, You are here
With redemption for us all
That we may live
For the glory of it all
Oh, the glory of it all

Oh, everything will change
Things will never be the same
We will never be same

One of them is called Sons of Thunder.  They just released a 4-song demo that you can listen to and download.  Here’s a description they’ve attached to it:

We’ve been thinking, reading, and thinking about our reading a lot lately. Here’s the gist of all that thinking and reading: The Apostle Paul said all of life is worship. A truth-telling preacher says God is most glorified in us when we are most satisfied in Him. A contemporary philosopher says the opposite of faith isn’t unbelief but idolatry. And a retired music proff says that worship is not dependent on a time, place or a specific activity, but is constantly pouring out of us at all times. We heartily agree. And after a very personally trying year for the Johnson family, the lovely and talented Mrs. Johnson decided she would pour her heart out in song in response to a good, loving and gracious Father God with all of the abovementioned in mind -minus Author and Perfecter, written by Joel Brown-… This music is the result. Our new friends and wildly talented musical collaborators James McAlister, Jeff Shoop and Ryan Phillips graciously accepted our offer to join us in our endeavors and there’s little chance that these tunes would have seen the light of day in their present form without their musical expertise. These songs are intended to be sung corporately, loudly and enthusiastically where we all fellowship, Mars Hill Church. With all respect, many of our fellow congregants are somewhat self-aware, prone to snobbery and likely influenced by seasonal effective disorder brought on by dark damp Seattle winters. We could all stand some personal enjoyment. These songs are meant to get hands out of pockets, eyes off the floor, toes tapping, frowns turned-upside-down and voices singing together for the purpose of hearts being elated to His glory.

-Ben