It’s an age-old score that’s got to be settled
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It’s an age-old debt that’s got o be paid
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Hen the King breaks trhough in all of His glory
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To claim His throne on the world that He made
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The nations wait with their armies gathered
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With Jerusalem firmly under their thumbs
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There will be no peace in Armageddon Valley
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'Til the trumpet sounds and the cavalry comes
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When He arrives, He will conqure them all
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Take back the ground given after the fall
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All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
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Gonna ride down from heaven from where they’ve been
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All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
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Gonna put this world back together again
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Gonna put this wrld back together…
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On a great white horse, the King will come ridin'
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He’s the One they call Faithful and True
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With His eyes of fire and blood-dripped clothing
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He had a name nobody else knew
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And by His side ride the armies of heaven
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Dressed in linens clean and white as the snow
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Riding down to earth with a vengance so holy
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For the one-day battle that will crumple their foe
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And when the dust and the smoke disappears
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The King will reign for a thousand years
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All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
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Gonna ride down from heaven from where they’ve been
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All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
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Gonna put this world back together again
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Gonna put this wrld back together…
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All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
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Gonna put this world back together again
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Gonna put this world back together again
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When the lion lays down with the lamb
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There’ll be peace in the Land of Abraham
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They will beat their swords into plows
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When ever tongue will confess, and every knee bows
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All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
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Gonna ride down from heaven from where they’ve been
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All the King’s horses and all the King’s men
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Gonna put this world back together again
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Gonna put this wrld back together… |