I hear the sound of many voices Thunderings flashes of light from within the throne It’s a sound of worship to our king To our king who is holy ever pure in whom there’s no darkness So we rise to his holy hill with clean hands and pure heart declaring his holy
CHORUS Holy God holy you are holy God holy
VERSE 2 The cherobim with eyes all around They look within him through and through and they cry holy So we align to the sound of heaven causing earth and the heaven to cry out holy