They tried to keep you in a tent
They could not keep you in a temple
Or any of their idols, to see and understand
We cannot keep you in a church
We cannot keep you in a 
BibleOr it's just another idol to box you in
They could not keep you in their walls
We cannot keep you in ours either
For you are so much greater
Who is like the 
LordThe maker of the heavens
Who dwells with the poor
He lifts them from the ashes
And He seats them among princess
Who is like the 
LordWe've tried to keep you in our tents
We've tried to keep you in our temples
We've worshiped all our idols
We want all that to end
So we will find you in the streets
And we will find you in the prisons
And even in our 
Bibles and churches
Who is like the 
LordThe maker of the heavens
Who dwells with the poor
He lifts them from the ashes
And He seats them among princes
Who is like the 
LordWe cannot contain, cannot contain
The glory of your name
We cannot contain, cannot contain
The glory of your name
We cannot contain, cannot contain
The glory of your name
Who is like the 
LordYou took me from the ashes
And you healed me from my blindness
Who is like the 
Lord