The Lord stance
Lord of the nations
and the power of creation.
With lifted hands we honor thou,
for you swept the sins off our brow.
Worship is Almighty surrender,
that Christ stay our worthy defender.
The glorious Jehovah,
the Great I Am.
And for our king,
Oh Lord,
Shall we forever stand.
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