Let us kneel in adoration,
While the scandal of Your love
Takes this pitiful oblation
For what heaven is made of.
While the crowds of angels gather
Round the altars of the heart,
Make Your people to be willing
And Your very self impart.
Though the praises that we bring you
Are so small and frail and weak,
Still the world’s foundations tremble
For it is Your name we speak.
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Aaaah. Beautiful.
The roots of the Sierra Nevada mountain range shake when our weak voices utter His strong Name.
Amen!
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