Every molecule of creation

Every molecule of creation

Every tribe and tonnegue and nation
Yearns for the presence of the Lord
Let’s put away our foolishness

Idle words that we confess

And show forth the praises of our God

When we sing our praise to Jesus
Christ the Lord, the One who saves us
Then His glory is revealed

Terror strikes the powers of darkness
Bands of angels come and join us

In this symphoney of praise

I don’t wanna be put to shame

By the rocks that will cry out your name
I will sing Your praise

In this gathering of saints

And with the angels in this place

I will sing Your praise.


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