Oh how the angels,
They sing on high
Oh how they worship
Above the skies
Declaring Your Majesty
In Anointed worship
Your grace abounds
We raise a sound
(Refrain)
Here in Your presence,
I will abide
Here at Your feet Lord,
I will reside
All I want is to see Your glory
I yearn to be with You
I live to behold Your beauty
Let your Spirit fall
Fall afresh on me
Right now.
Excerpts of 'Oh How The Angels' , a song.
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