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Cowards, with your empty hearts''(A hymn by [[Walter Greatorex]])''
And narrow minds...So bitter
our confusion is overwhelmingTell out my soul, the greatness of the Lord
So aimless and misguidedUnnumbered blessings give my spirit voice
Your search for a higher powerTender to me the promise of his word
Something better than yourselvesIn God my saviour shall my heart rejoice
In a perfect world, your perfect god
Is a coward just like youTell out my soul, the greatness of his name
Watch them gatherHis mercy sure, they flock togetherfrom age to age the same
For in numbers they feel strengthHis holy name, the Lord, the mighty one
Will you find your way to paradise,
Through Tell out my soul, the darkness within your lightgreatness of his might
To the children, they feed his bodyPowers and dominions lay their glory by
Peel his flesh from off the crossProud hearts and stubborn wills are put to flight
In his blood they'll wash awayThe hungry fed, the humble lifted high
All the dirt from their souls
Obedient young, they'll join the flockFirm is his promise and his mercy sure
With minds like clay and hearts so pureTell out my soul, the greatness of the Lord
Fill them with his words To children's children and fearsfor ever more
And feed them to the waiting beast His open arms and splendid brilliance Devours those who can not see The dimming light from high above Vanquished by their higher coward How can you glorify and praise One so weak, imperfect and insane The magnitude of his madness is so clear In the eyes of the herd that he keeps Look what you have become Just another like all the rest{{song}}
Reverted edit of 81.72.214.52, changed back to last version by Graham grove
Make known his might, the deeds his arm has done
Tell out my soul, the glories of his word
