How love­ly on the mount­ains are the feet of Him
Who brings good news, good news;
Announcing peace, pro­claim­ing news of hap­pi­ness:
Our God reigns, our God reigns!

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Our God reigns! Our God reigns!
Our God reigns! Our God reigns!

He had no state­ly form, He had no ma­jes­ty
That we should be drawn to Him.
He was de­spised and we took no ac­count of Him.
Our God reigns, our God reigns!

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It was our sin and guilt that bruised and wound­ed Him.
It was our sin that brought Him down.
When we like sheep had gone astray our Shep­herd came
And on His shoul­ders bore our shame.

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Meek as a lamb that’s led out to the slaugh­ter­house,
Dumb as a sheep be­fore its shear­er,
His life ran down up­on the ground like pour­ing rain
That we might be born again.

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Out from the tomb He came with grace and ma­jes­ty;
He is alive, He is alive.
God loves us so, see here His hands, His feet, His side
Yes we know, He is alive.

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