| It’s the song of the redeemed
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| Rising from the African plain
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| It’s the song of the forgiven
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| Drowning out the Amazon rain
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| The song of Asian believers
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| Filled with God’s holy fire
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| It’s every tribe, every tongue, every nation
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| A love song born of a greatful choir
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| ~ CHORUS ~
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| It’s all God’s children singing
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| Glory, glory, hallelujah, He reigns
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| He reings
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| Let it rise above the four winds
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| Caught up in the heavenly sound
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| Let praises echo from the towers of cathedrals
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| To the faithful gathered underground
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| Of all the songs sung from the dawn of creation
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| Some were meant to persist
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| Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples
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| None rings truer than this
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| And all the powers of darkness
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| Tremble at what they’ve just heard
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| 'Cause all the powers of darkness
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| Can’t drown out a single word
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| ~ CHORUS ~
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| When all God’s children sing out
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| Glory, glory, hallelujah, He reigns
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| He reigns
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| All God’s children sing out
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| Glory, glory, hallelujah, He reigns
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| He reigns x2 |