Staring at the glow of the city lights In the land of the rising sun You hear the cries from the hearts of everyone An ocean apart from my town tonight But I know I'm not alone I feel You just as close a thousand miles from home I can see Your love, I can see Your love all around Everywhere I go, everywhere It's surrounding I can feel Your heart, I can feel Your heart Beating for us now Sinking my feet in the muddy ground Lifting my face in the rain I see Your kingdom in the middle of hunger and pain I feel You in the hands of the poor I hear You in the song of the weak There is no place too far that You can't reach I see it in the sun I see it in the sky Your glory's everywhere Your love is alive I see it in Your Son I see it when He died I see it when He rose Your love is alive Oh yeah, Your love is alive Could we with ink the ocean fill And were the skies of paper made Every tree on earth a quill And every man a scribe by trade To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry Nor could the scroll contain the whole Though stretched from sky to sky Oh love of God, how rich and pure How measureless and strong It shall forevermore endure The saints and angels songs Oh love of God, how rich and pure How measureless and strong It shall forevermore endure
Staring at the glow of the city lights In the land of the rising sun You hear the cries from the hearts of everyone An ocean apart from my town tonight But I know I'm not alone I feel You just as close a thousand miles from home I can see Your love, I can see Your love all around Everywhere I go, everywhere It's surrounding I can feel Your heart, I can feel Your heart Beating for us now Sinking my feet in the muddy ground Lifting my face in the rain I see Your kingdom in the middle of hunger and pain I feel You in the hands of the poor I hear You in the song of the weak There is no place too far that You can't reach I see it in the sun I see it in the sky Your glory's everywhere Your love is alive I see it in Your Son I see it when He died I see it when He rose Your love is alive Oh yeah, Your love is alive Could we with ink the ocean fill And were the skies of paper made Every tree on earth a quill And every man a scribe by trade To write the love of God above Would drain the ocean dry Nor could the scroll contain the whole Though stretched from sky to sky Oh love of God, how rich and pure How measureless and strong It shall forevermore endure The saints and angels songs Oh love of God, how rich and pure How measureless and strong It shall forevermore endure
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