| Patiently waiting for your return.
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| Dream of the day when you come back and take what’s yours.
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| The Earth begins to shake as the trumpets sound.
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| Skyscrapers crashing down!
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| When the trumpets begin to sound every knee will bow.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY! |
| Skyscrapers crashing down, feet lifting off the ground.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY!
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| The dead rise from their graves &begin to move.
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| My weary soul is restored.
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| I have been made new.
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| When the trumpets begin to sound every knee will bow.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY! |
| Skyscrapers crashing down, feet lifting off the ground.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY!
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| When the trumpets begin to sound every knee will bow.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY! |
| Skyscrapers crashing down, feet lifting off the ground.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY!
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| I can hear the Angels singing.
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| Your Kingdom come.
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| Your will be done.
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| Oh I hear the Angels singing.
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| O' Holy one, Your Kingdom come!
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| When the trumpets begin to sound every knee will bow.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY! |
| Skyscrapers crashing down, feet lifting off the ground.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY!
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| When the trumpets begin to sound every knee will bow.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY! |
| Skyscrapers crashing down, feet lifting off the ground.
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| GLORY! |
| GLORY! |