All the poor and powerless
And all the lost and lonely
All the thieves will come confess
And know that You are holy
All will sing out hallelujah
We will cry out hallelujah
All the hearts who are content
And all who feel unworthy
All who weep with nothing left
Will know that you are holy
Shout it
Go on and scream it from the mouontains
Go on and tell it to the ma**es
That He is God