In the Presence of the King

Today the lost are found inside the presence Of the One whose native tongue is grace and Peace The winds are rushing wild beyond the borders And every soul is finding freedom and release The Church herself awakens to her Maker She's responding with a shout of victory And I can't help but join in with the chorus For the Spirit is alive inside of me In the presence of the King, I found the hope of glory For the presence of the King, is the Christ inside of me And I am finally free My broken heart is mended For what's dead is resurrected, in the presence of the King My soul is now consumed with Holy Fire The breath of God is burning in these lungs My heart is bursting forth in living color And my mouth is filled with adoration's tongue I'm walking in a world of signs and wonders I see Jesus in the rocks, the flowers, the trees I'm overcome by resurrection power For the Spirit is alive inside of me In the presence of the King, I found the hope of glory For the presence of the King, is the Christ inside of me And I am finally free My broken heart is mended For what's dead is resurrected, in the presence of the King Where the Spirit of the living God is dwelling, there is freedom Where the Spirit of the living God is dwelling, there is freedom Where the Spirit of the living God is dwelling, chains are falling Where the Spirit of the living God is dwelling, there is freedom There is freedom There is freedom There is freedom There is freedom In the presence of the King, I found the hope of glory For the presence of the King, is the Christ inside of me And I am finally free My broken heart is mended For what's dead is resurrected, in the presence of the King In the presence of the King, I found the hope of glory For the presence of the King, is the Christ inside of me And I am finally free My broken heart is mended For what's dead is resurrected, in the presence of the King