In wooden pews we gather here,
Our lives today we bring,
Come lift your voices while we're here,
For the God of Israel we sing.
Let us give our lives to Him,
Our great and mighty King.
For our Redeemer made us new,
For the God of Israel we sing.
In times of sorrow and of joy,
To Jesus do we cling.
Whatever happens we'll lift up praise;
For the God of Israel we sing.
And when we die we shall rejoice,
For death has lost its sting!
The grave cannot defeat our Lord,
For the God of Israel we'll sing.
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