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.