On the rock where moses stood

Crying holy unto the Lord, crying holy unto the Lord.
Oh in that day when the bells don't toll,
crying holy unto the Lord.

Crying holy unto the Lord, holy unto the Lord,
crying holy unto the Lord, holy unto the Lord.
Oh if I could I surely would
stand on that rock with God where Moses stood.

Sinners run unto the Lord, sinners run unto the Lord,
now please don't let this parable pass
and lose your soul at last.

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Crying holy unto the Lord, crying holy unto the Lord,
see four and twenty elders, bowing all around the alter,
crying, "Holy unto the Lord."

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