[Spoken Word: Joel McCarty]
Set apart, other and only
Holy, holy, holy
Sometimes I wish You would show me
Just a glimpse of Your glory
But I don't really know what I'm asking for
'Cause Your glory would destroy me
And unveil my mask in the war that wages in my heart
'Cause I want to be king
I want to steal Your worship and praises
Want to be the subject of angels as they sing
"Holy, holy, holy"
But Your truth exposes me
Woe is me, for I am unclean
I've now seen the perfect King
Power, love, and purity
The Spirit awakens me to my deepest need
To receive a mighty mercy
From the Son who knows me
The depths of my sin
But still atoned
Truly You are holy, holy, holy