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I'm ready, God, so ready, ready from head to toe. Ready to sing, ready to raise a God-song:
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"Wake, soul! Wake, lute! Wake up, you sleepyhead sun!"
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I'm thanking you, God, out in the streets, singing your praises in town and country.
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The deeper your love, the higher it goes; every cloud's a flag to your faithfulness.
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Soar high in the skies, O God! Cover the whole earth with your glory!
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And for the sake of the one you love so much, reach down and help me - answer me!
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That's when God spoke in holy splendor: "Brimming over with joy, I make a present of Shechem, I hand out Succoth Valley as a gift.
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Gilead's in my pocket, to say nothing of Manasseh. Ephraim's my hard hat, Judah my hammer.
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Moab's a scrub bucket - I mop the floor with Moab, Spit on Edom, rain fireworks all over Philistia."