resound, we join their song Come, come, come, let us worship God With our hands held high and our hearts bowed down We will run, run, run through Your gates O
another word for 'got 10p to spare?' What did you know? What did you care? Another way of saying 'I'm O.K., sod you out there'. What did you know? What
realms of glory Wing your flight o'er all the earth Ye who sang creation's story Now proclaim Messiah's birth Come and worship, come and worship Worship
Like theirs But bright With heav'nly grace And filled With holy light O lay aside Each earthly thing And with thy heart As offering Come worship
another man's propert-o Shalt never steal, never use thy Lord's name in vain and though Many more to go, never act like you the Lord and you'll see No
this place (4x) We come to worship You With all our might We exalt the o God The lord most high And we magnify You In the earth forever O Lord You are
, My little children near my heart My warm affections know. From each the path will I attend. O from them can I go?! O God, a father to them be And keep
: Fires burn for us... they cometh fro' below! Lucifer: Lord of Heav'n and thy masterplan, How could thou force us to worship man? Here at last we shall
excited in house of God today. O oh o! Come on! Say yeeeaaaaaahhhhhh-ooooo-ah! come on lets put our hands together. Oh-oh-o Oh-oh-o! ahhh-oh! Come
Like theirs, but bright with heav'nly grace, And filled with holy light. O lay aside each earthly thing, And with thy heart as offering, Come worship
if not, another robbery I'm puttin forth the effort, murder's the method The steak is peppered Son when I let off you meet your Lord and shepherd Bloody
O Lord, a resting place O Lord, to be forever glorified Undying worship, a continued offering Christ above all, wisdom exalting O Lord, a resting
tho' e'er sae poor, Is king o' men for a' that. Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord, Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that; Tho' hundreds worship at his word
man, though e'er sae poor Is king o' men for a' that Ye see yon birkie ca'd a lord Wha struts an' stares an' a' that Tho' hundreds worship at his word
why so many motherfuckers worship me I got skills, but that's not why I'm here I'm here to let you know I rock it like a pioneer So Harry-O (what's up
the lord o birds of prey announces the passing of time With his piercing call The thick dark leaves of the forest dance in the wind and in worshipful
begging are you, Lord, without end You always were, You always are and always will be You are the Creator, the Lord of lords The knower of all minds