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Oh Lord We Worship You

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 31.08.2012

[Chorus:]
O Lord we worship you forever, O Lord we worship
Forever and Ever, O Lord we worship You Forever
We will worship You

O Lord we worship you forever, O Lord we worship
Forever and Ever, O Lord we worship You Forever
We will worship You...

O Lord we will worship you forever, O Lord we worship
Forever and Ever, O Lord we will worship you Forever
We will worship You

O Lord we will worship you forever, O Lord we worship
Forever and Ever, O Lord we will worship you Forever
We will worship You...

[Verse 1:]
Ruler of everything You are my Lord
You're my King
Forever you reign up on the throne
I worship you Lord and you alone

You deserve glory, You deserve honor

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
For thine is the kingdom, power, and
The glory forever & Ever Amen Amen
And you deserve Glory
[Modulate]
You Deserve Glory, You deserve honor... O Lord

[Chorus x2]

For ever and ever for ever and ever
For ever and ever for ever
[x3: times inverting each time]

For ever, and ever, for ever, and ever
For ever and ever
For ever & ever & ever & ever
[x2]
For ever, and ever, for ever, and ever
For ever and ever
For ever... For ever


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