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Come and dance, come and sing, come and taste of the Spirit
The Spirit who flows from Jesus our Lord
Oh the free flowing Spirit who goes like the wind
Who blowes like wind, where ever He will
Where ever He will
Come and taste, come and taste
All the mountians will sing and the rivers will cry out
All creation sings to the praise of our Lord
And the song that is sung is the song of creation
How all was created through Jesus the Word
Jesus the Word
AAAH AAAH AAAH
On Mount Zion Gods people sing to their Lord
To Jesus who dwells in their midst as the King
And the song that is sung is the song of the Kingdom
The song of the Kingdom of Jesus our Lord
Jesus our Lord
Come and sing, come and sing
Before mountian was formed before forrest was planted
Fore ocean was bridled or continents raised
Fore the Heavens were ringing with seraphim praises
Fore Heaven or earth He was ancient of days
Ancient of days
Give him praise, the ancient of days
Give him praise, the ancient of days
The ancient of days