Kathy Troccoli - Holy, Holy Lyrics
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Holy, Holy
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What Are The Lyrics For Holy, Holy By Kathy Troccoli?
Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy
Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Early in the morning My song shall rise to Thee I will sing a song of praise To You O Lord My God and King Jehovah You are the Prince of Peace In your light I find a new joy dawning Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Even when the tempter Is reigning down on me I will sing Your praises And exalt Your greatness Floods of grace and mercy Rise up to carry me I am all victorious when I sing your Glory To You O Lord my God and King I lift up my soul You alone are Holy Only you alone To you O Lord my God and King I lift up my soul You alone are Holy Only you alone Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Children see his goodness And glorify His name We will please the Father If we sing His glory There's a kingdom coming And we'll be there to reign We will be before Him And forever singing Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy is the Lord God Almighty Holy, Holy, Holy, Holy... |
Who Wrote Holy, Holy By Kathy Troccoli?
Brown Bannister, Debbie Bannister, Deborah D. Smith, Michael W. Smith, E. Brown Bannister, Debra Hogue Bannister, Debra Smith
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