A world undone, choked by sin We were dead, we needed Him From a place of endless love Came the Son All hail the Lamb He is worthy, only All eyes on Him His the glory, only In our place, blood was shed Flesh was torn and cruelly bled Hideous and glorious Died the Son Death undone, victory claimed He was dead but lives again By the Spirit now in us Rose the Son Only He is worthy He'll return, clothed in light Every eye drawn to the sight With final authority Comes the SonЛиш Богові буде слава أنا إللى عارف أعمالك ạ̉yhạ ạlfkẖạry ṣnʿty ydạk عارفك طيب A medianoche, allá en Belén yswʿ ạ̉ḥbk Światłością mą Pan Eri ricco Signore Ichgulikdan Ogʻohlantirish Unknown
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