Martin Smith: Great and Glorious

Holy, holy sound 
This is a holy, holy sound
When the room begins to shake
When all hell begins to break
Now the dead are gonna rise
As we lift our voices high

God, great and glorious

Holy, holy joy
I’ve got holy, holy joy
There’s no glory in the grave
There’s no soul that can’t be saved
We were born to be alive
Yes we were born to lift you high

God, great and glorious
Oh God, great and glorious


Holy, holy, holy…freedom

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