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Angels in our lives And
cities that will rise What
do they mean? A Spirit of God Come
down from above Is
it what it seems? I lift my hands up Surrender
is my want, as God fulfills His plan Chosen
few are we In
the light of His grace, to be placed in His hand I
go where I hear Him With
the Angels sent to care To
see His city rise And
know His love I’ll share The worship falls before Him The
Angels at His feet The
praises lift Him up Upon
the city’s seat So rise you cities rise For
Christ has borne you through And
the Angels they were there In
our lives of the chosen few
Selah
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