Spill forth!
Kings shall fall...down be-
fore him, as the blood stiffens,
His praise all people sing:
Spill forth thine respendence!
and let thy rampant Glory
flow, piercing light on blind-
ness pour, making us living
temples of Thy Word. Living
temples, living temples. Let every
heart prepare a throne and every
throat a brand new song.
To Him shall prayer unceasing,
and daily vows ascend, on wings
of murder still increasing, a
kingdom without end.
Come then, let us hasten!
and do his Will with hearts
aglow, kindled d**h on
blindness pour, making us
living temples of the LORD.
Kingdom...without end.
Kings shall fall...down before
Him, as the blood stiffens, His
praise all people sing:
Spill forth thine resplendence!
and let thy rampant Glory flow,
piercing light on blindness pour,
making us living temples of Thy
Word.
Living temples, living temples.
Let every heart prepare a throne,
and every voice a brand new song.