| Oh I love to hear the song of creation
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| The wind and the rhythm of the rain
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| Oh the thunder it speaks of your power
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| But there’s something in the sound of the saints
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| I’ve been washed in the roar of the ocean
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| Found peace in the echoes of a cave
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| And the trees of the field they clap their hands
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| But there’s something in the sound of the saints
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| From the lips of those you saved
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| A redemption song will rise
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| With a sound so full it cracks the sky
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| Whoa oh ooh we sing allelujah
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| Whoa oh ooh we sing amen
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| Hear the sound of the saints as we march on the Zion singing
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| Allelujah amen
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| Singing allelujah amen
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| I will hear the chorus of the angels
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| A forever symphony of praise
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| I long to hear the voice of my Savior
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| And He hears us the sound of the saints
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| From the lips of those you saved
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| A redemption song will rise
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| Every tongue every tribe hear the church Your bride
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| Our hearts will rise our songs shall be
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| Jesus Christ our Savior King forever
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| Our hearts will rise the saints will sing
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| Of Jesus Christ our Savior King forever forever |