| I can feel the shifting in the heavens
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| I can feel a stirring in the wind
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| Even in the chaos, there’s a hunger
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| Once again
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| And even in the silence, there’s a longing
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| A turning from ourselves and bowing down
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| Back to where faith was the foundation
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| Holy ground
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| Let Your presence rush in like a flood
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| Let Your will be done, Thy kingdom come
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| Fall upon this place again and fall on every heart
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| As it is with You, Thy kingdom come
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| Thy kingdom come
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| Even in the silence, there’s a longing
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| A turning from ourselves and bowing down
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| Back to where faith was the foundation
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| Holy ground
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| Let Your presence rush in like a flood
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| Let Your will be done, Thy kingdom come
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| Fall upon this place again, fall on every heart
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| As it is with You, Thy kingdom come, come
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| Come, come
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| Let there be a stirring
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| A humble returning
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| Let there be a turning
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| A humble returning to You
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| Let there be a stirring
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| A passion returning
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| A fire that’s burning
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| A passion returning to You
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| Let there be a stirring
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| A passion returning
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| A fire that’s burning
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| A passion returning to You
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| Let Your presence rush in like a flood
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| Let Your will be done, Thy kingdom come
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| Fall upon this place again, fall on every heart
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| As it is with You, Thy kingdom come, come
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| Come, come
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| Thy kingdom come, come
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| Come, come
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| Thy kingdom come
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| Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done
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| As it is with You |