These thousand hills roll ever on: footprints of a Mighty God; They bring me to my knees in praise, amazing love, amazing grace. Was on a hill my Savior died, a broken heart and bleeding side; Hill of the Skull, Mount Calvary, the blood He shed, He shed for me. When Heaven's hills at last I roam, forever settled in my home; I'll join the saints around Your throne, Your kingdom, Lord, rolls ever on. These thousand hills roll ever on: ripples of a coming storm; The morning star precedes the dawn, these thousand hills roll ever on.Bol to môj veliký أنا باصحي الصبح بدري mn nbʿ jnbk wmdạm ạsm yswʿ Iso Egamizsan Ненавижу, отвергаю Cantaré para siempre las misericordias Op vaste fondamente ạ̉kẖṭy fạ̉ftsẖ Всесильный Царь вселенной
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