PRAISE SONG
Date: Tuesday, 1st November 2016 @ 12:19:26 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry
Contributed By: richard_campbell
Your sitting down on high,
As the holy angels cry,
holy is the king,
holy is the king.
The twenty four elders bow,
their crown is at your feet.
holy is the king,
holy is the king.
No sharado can he found,
your glory shine al around.
holy is the king,
holy is the king.
Lord you are holy,
holy is the king forever.
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