| Our God is great
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| The Father of creation
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| His splendor fills the earth
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| The lightning crash
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| The thunder sings His praises
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| The galaxies can’t help but shout His worth
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| My soul must sing to You an offering
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| How great You are
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| My soul must sing, oh, let the heavens ring
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| How great You are
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| Oh, how great You are
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| The Word made flesh
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| God’s promise to the fallen
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| He came with pow’r to save
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| The light of life was crushed for our rebellion
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| He died our death and rose up from the grave
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| Our King will come
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| With trumpet blasts resounding
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| To claim His blood-washed bride
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| He’ll rend the skies, descending in His glory
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| And in an instant faith will turn to sight |