It's the song of the redeemed rising from the African plain. It's the song of the forgiven drowning out the Amazon rain. The song of Asian believers filled with God's holy fire. It's ev'ry tribe, ev'ry tongue, ev'ry nation; a love song born of a grateful choir. It's all God's children singing, "Glory, glory, hallelujah! He reigns, He reigns!" It's all God's children singing, "Glory, glory, hallelujah! He reigns, He reigns!" Let it rise above the four winds, caught up in the heavenly sound. Let praises echo from the towers of cathedrals to the faithful gathered underground. Of all the songs sung from the dawn of creation, some were meant to persist. Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples, none rings truer than this: And all the powers of darkness tremble at what they've just heard, 'Cause all the powers of darkness can't drown out a single word.tẖq qm hwdẖạ ynạdyk myn zyk fy ḥbk hwdẖạ qd ṣạr lyl La tua luce Церковь святая и чистая Mój Pan drogę zna By Gentle Powers Ranan Nan da Ka Bayar Ta Faɗi صالح هو الرب Ó kresťania, vzdajme chválu
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