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Glory, glory, Hallelujah.
Evangelist Michael Bala stands in the light,
Walking from glory to glory through the night.
We call on the name of Jesus, oh so sweet,
Every knee must bow, laying at His feet.
No power of darkness can stand in our way,
We find our victory in the light of day.
Oh, Jesus, we give You the glory and the power,
Moving every mountain, hour by hour.
The spirit of the Lord is moving on high,
Lift your hands together, reach for the sky.
Hallelujah, amen, we celebrate His grace,
Michael Bala leads us to that sacred place.
That name is higher, far above the rest,
With His overcoming power, we are truly blessed.
The rhythm of the spirit is swinging so deep,
A promise of victory that we're gonna keep.
Oh, yes, we depend on that holy name,
Through the jazz of life, He remains the same.
Oh, Jesus, we give You the glory and the power,
Moving every mountain, hour by hour.
The spirit of the Lord is moving on high,
Lift your hands together, reach for the sky.
Hallelujah, amen, we celebrate His grace,
Michael Bala leads us to that sacred place.
Michael Bala giving glory to God, oh yeah.
Hallelujah, amen.
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