| Spill forth!
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| Kings shall fall… down before 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 flow
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| Piercing light on blindness pour
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| Making us living temples of Thy Word
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| Living temples, living temples
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| Let every heart prepare a throne and every throat a brand new song
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| To Him shall prayer unceasing
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| And daily vows ascend, on wings of murder still increasing
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| A kingdom without end
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| Come then, let us hasten!
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| And do his Will with hearts aglow
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| Kindled Death on blindness pour
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| Making us living temples of the LORD
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| Kingdom… without end
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| Kings shall fall… down before Him, as the blood stiffens
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| His 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 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 |