Lyrics
He rides the chariot of clouds
The thunder rumbles and resounds
And when he speaks, the deer gives birth
The mountains melt into the earth
Holy, holy
Holy, holy
Holy, holy
Holy, holy
All the prophets of false gods
Their legs grow weak and strength gives out (of false gods, their legs grow weak)
From picking up their graven image (strength gives out)
Falling down on to the ground
Holy, holy
Holy, holy, oh
Holy, holy
Holy, holy
Holy, holy
All I can sing
Holy, holy
Creation sings
Holy, holy
The heavens ring
Holy, holy
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Holy, holy
All I can sing
Holy, holy
Creation sings
Holy, holy
The heavens ring
Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy
(Holy, holy)
(All I can sing) oh-oh-oh
(Holy, holy) oh-oh
(Creation sings)
(Holy, holy)
(The heavens ring)
(Holy, holy)
He rides the chariot of clouds
The thunder rumbles and resounds