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Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Deliverer, You brought us out of the miry clay 

You set our feet upon a rock and You made us say 

Holy is the Lord 

We would declare Your thoughts about us one by one 
It'd be too many to count so we simply come 
And sing of Your great love 

So we sing..We lift our hands and sing! 


You are worthy of affection 

You're the radiance of all of His glory 

Let adoration fill this place 
You hold everything together 
By the word of your immovable power 
We sing a song of praise! 



We are the broken down and we are the beaten up 

But what could stop us from a song of unending love? 

Holy is the Lord 
You are a treasure, the hope, the bright and morning star 
You are the lover of our soul and You've won our hearts 
We sing of Your great love 
So we sing...
Holy, are You Lord

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