The Mountain

Holy, Holy, Holy… Yahweh…yes, it’s He who reigns Glorious is His perfection, creation sings with melodious strain Faithful to His covenant, love and grace He pours on men And bids us come to meet with Him, in cloud and fire…. We’re born again Thunder peals and creation is shaken Yeshua has come, the dead have awaken Within his hands the healing of nations Blessed is He who brings restoration [chrous] Call us to the mountain. The place in which your glory dwells. Where Elohim of flaming fire, sing with praise, their voices swell Justice and truth, the light of His being Before whom the fallen, in dread are seen fleeing Ascending the Mount, He entered the cloud And sat on His throne in glorious shroud King of all kings and Lord of all lords He grants gifts to men, with crowns to award To those who repent, confess and obey Abiding and yielding as vessels of clay [Bridge] Come, let us go up to the mountain of the LORD…. [chrous] Call us to the mountain. The place in which your glory dwells. Where Elohim of flaming fire, sing with praise, their voices swell God molds us in fire, in Spirit, in water Jehovah gives life to his sons and his daughters Like rain in the desert, He births life anew In valleys of shadows we oft must pass through Which works to His pleasure, our sanctification For freedom in Christ is our debts cancellation The price was his life, his blood shed for thee He purchased our souls so that we might be free [chrous] Call us to the mountain. The place in which your glory dwells. Where Elohim of flaming fire, sing with praise, their voices swell To come to the mountain, and worship him there Casting our crowns as we praise in our prayers His judgements are true, we rejoice in his glory And bow before He who made us part of His story