I sing a song to the Lord for his joy has filled my heart and lifted my soul my voice echoes loudly in worship for he has been good to me. Though the armies of the deciever come against me my joy is in the Lord and in the Lord I will be assured.
Deeply I desire to sing to my kind in his place of worship, of all the things he has given me one thing I treasure the song of his joy.
Let the heavens split from the songs of his children may the heavens shake from the mighty thunder of their voices and let hell and hades tremble in fear may the enemy of our kind be brought to his knees from their song may it be as finger nails on a chalk board to the devils ears.
Sing a new song to the Lord for he is worthy dance in his heavenly presence for he is here
I praise him from the depths of my soul my words I desire only to please him I desire to hear him say this one is mine if only one time until then let us bring his heavenly fire upond the land in worship let us give glory to the one who is more than worthy to the lamb who was slain to the father of our king and may the spirit ring in agreement with our song.