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Let us climb this hill |
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Let us climb this hill in the footsteps of Patrick |
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Let us fall to our knees and worship with Your angels |
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Let us call out to You and declare Your holy word |
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Let us prophesy in every direction |
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That the ancient wells will be opened again |
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That Your river will flow and this land will be cleansed |
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That Your kingdom will come, we'll have heaven on earth |
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And revival will fall, and we'll witness Your glory in this land |
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Let us take to the streets in the footsteps of those |
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Who surrendered their hearts to the High King of heaven |
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Let us reach out our hands to the sick and the needing |
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Let us carry your Glory in every direction |
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Let us drive out the snakes that have crossed our borders |
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They have hidden in the shadows but the darkness is retreating |
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Let us climb the high places declaring Your kingdom |
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Close the gates to the devil in every direction |
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Rain has fallen on the land, |
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Frozen deep within the ground, |
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Life has gone, the colour fades, |
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Heaven waits to hear the sound, |
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Worship rises like a song, |
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Life returns, the colour shows, |
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Rocks and concrete break apart, |
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Wells are opened and the water flows. |
