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Spill forth! |
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Kings shall fall...down be- |
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fore him, as the blood stiffens, |
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His praise all people sing: |
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Spill forth thine respendence! |
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and let thy rampant Glory |
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flow, piercing light on blind- |
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ness pour, making us living |
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temples of Thy Word. Living |
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temples, living temples. Let every |
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heart prepare a throne and every |
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throat a brand new song. |
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To Him shall prayer unceasing, |
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and daily vows ascend, on wings |
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of murder still increasing, a |
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kingdom without end. |
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Come then, let us hasten! |
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and do his Will with hearts |
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aglow, kindled Death on |
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blindness pour, making us |
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living temples of the LORD. |
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Kingdom...without end. |
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Kings shall fall...down before |
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Him, as the blood stiffens, His |
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praise all people sing: |
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Spill forth thine resplendence! |
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and let thy rampant Glory flow, |
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piercing light on blindness pour, |
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making us living temples of Thy |
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Word. |
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Living temples, living temples. |
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Let every heart prepare a throne, |
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and every voice a brand new song. |
