Nhạc sĩ: David Crowder
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Hell gliding like a pure glory for
Who is immortal by the heavenly blast?
Oh, holiest of holies, Jesus Christ our Lord
And now we've come to the song, it's our arrest
Life's a meaning round the shine
We invite the sun's spirit to shine
The world is dark now, dark sounds to be sung
Oh, thunder, fire, and song
Son of our God, give her all of life
Oh Lord, oh
Son of our God, give her all of life
Oh Lord, oh
Son of our God, give her all of life
Oh Lord, oh
Son of our God, give her all of life
Oh Lord, oh
Therefore, in all the world, thy glory is love thy own
Oh Lord, oh
Oh Lord, oh
We'll be right back.