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There's a place we all could go Be captives there for hours A place that in perception shows Us giant moths & flowers... We'd smell the finest perfume From Mary's flowing locks For Jesus's anointing From her alabaster box... We'd hear the singing of the buds About to burst in bloom Feel the wind that listeth Into our tiny rooms... For here we are in prison. Here we are in chains. But Christ has arisen! His blood flows through our veins! So no matter what is done to us This fact still remains We perceive the sound of heaven THE MUSIC OF YOUR NAME... JESUS!! Your voice is deafening JESUS!! But it's still. JESUS!! Touch my heart of hearts With Your mighty will! JESUS!! Lord of lords JESUS!! Great I AM JESUS You show Your awesome power THE ROARING OF THE LAMB!
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Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 3:43 AM UTC
The Roaring of the Lamb
There's a place we all could go Be captives there for hours A place that in perception shows Us giant moths & flowers... We'd smell the finest perfume From Mary's flowing locks For Jesus's anointing From her alabaster box... We'd hear the singing of the buds About to burst in bloom Feel the wind that listeth Into our tiny rooms... For here we are in prison. Here we are in chains. But Christ has arisen! His blood flows through our veins! So no matter what is done to us This fact still remains We perceive the sound of heaven THE MUSIC OF YOUR NAME... JESUS!! Your voice is deafening JESUS!! But it's still. JESUS!! Touch my heart of hearts With Your mighty will! JESUS!! Lord of lords JESUS!! Great I AM JESUS You show Your awesome power THE ROARING OF THE LAMB!
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Sep 15, 2020
Sep 15, 2020 at 3:43 AM UTC
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