d. fritz, o. thornton, s. turner)
Sounds of cymbals, harp and lyre
Sounds of timbral, song and dance
Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on it
-CHORUS-
David played his blessed harp
And danced violently
I'll blessedly scream
I don't know how to dance
I don't know how to sing
But I'll scream, blessedly scream
Sounds of giants fill the land
If I don't play my part, trees and rocks can
Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on it
(repeat CHORUS)
Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on it
Let everything with breath praise
And I won't put my fingers on it
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