Lord of Hosts

We stand before you in filthy rags Our silver is worthless in your courts Offering ourselves as a living sacrifice You've made us matchless forevermore You are the Lord of Hosts You don't withhold your mercy from us Jealous for your people and for Jerusalem Your holy city, they shall prosper again You shall return to comfort your people Answering us with gracious words Establishing us in your jealous love Your deeds will be heard of through all of the earth You are the Lord of Hosts You don't withhold your mercy from us Jealous for your people and for Jerusalem Your holy city, they shall prosper again Removing our rags, you've clothed us again In shining new garments that echo your glory We stand before you, singing your praise You've graciously brought us into your story You are the Lord of Hosts You don't withhold your mercy from us Jealous for your people and for Jerusalem Your holy city, they shall prosper again Oh Lord we come before you We lay down ourselves and trust in you Through the refiner's fire we know You're shaping us for your kingdom's glory Oh Lord we come before you We lay down ourselves and trust in you Through the refiner's fire we know You're shaping us for your kingdom's glory You are the Lord of Hosts You don't withhold your mercy from us Jealous for your people and for Jerusalem Your holy city, they shall prosper again