The Voice Of The Lord

The voice of the Lord it is power The voice of the Lord is majestic The voice of the Lord Breaks the trees and shakes the deserts I will listen to the voice the voice of a mighty king He is clothed in the blood the blood of His enemies And His robe fills the temple And His robe covers me Covers me And we sing glory for you are worthy We sing glory for you are holy We sing glory for you are holy Glory glory to the One who sits alone the throne Glory glory to the king who's made my heart his feet Glory glory at His feet His enemies defeated He reigns He reigns He reigns He reigns The voice of the Lord It is power The voice of the Lord Is majestic The voice of the Lord Breaks the trees And shakes the deserts Oh