We have heard the thunder
We have seen the storm
Echoes of your [bad word] [bad word] of our home
Where one day we will stand before you Lord
Our altogether beautiful reward

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And we will give you glory bring you honor 
King above all kings 
You deserve our everything
We will lift our voices with your praises
Jesus you are our king

Though now we walk in darkness 
Though now we see in part
Right now we're warmed by the burning flames 
Of the fire in our hearts
You've promised you would lead us to your throne
Where we will worship you and you alone

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