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I’ve walked the streets of
London, noticing the faces
Passing by; something that makes
Me stop and listen, my heart
Grows heavy with a cry, where is
The hope? Oh London, you whisper
And my heart begins to soar,
Cause I’m reminded, every street in
London is yours. And I’ve
walked the dirt roads of Uganda,
I see the scars that war has left
Behind, hope like the sun is fading
And they’re waiting for a cure no one
Can find; and I hear children’s voices
Singing of a God who heals and
Rescues and restores; and I’m reminded
That every child in Africa is yours.
It’s all yours God, yours God,
Everything is yours; from the stars
In the sky to the depths of the
Ocean floor, and it’s all yours God,
Yours God, Everything is yours; you’re
The maker and keeper, Father and Ruler of
Everything, it’s all yours.
And I’ve walked the sidewalks of
Nashville, Like Manila, Singapore
And Songhai, I’ve brushed by the
Beggars’ hand, and the wealthy men,
And everywhere I look, I realize;
That just like the streets of London
For every man and woman, boy and girl,
All of creation, this is our Father’s world.
(chorus)
It’s all yours God, It’s all yours
God, It’s all yours God, it’s all yours
God, (repeat)
You’re the king of Kings, and
The Lord Of Lords
It’s all yours God, yours God,
Everything is yours; from the stars
In the sky to the depths of the
Ocean floor, and it’s all yours God,
Yours God, everything is
Yours, all the greatness and power,
And Glory and splendor and Majesty,
Everything is yours! Yeah. It’s all Yours!
- ©2007 Hillsong Publishing / Peach Hill Songs / Sparrow Songs
- Jonas Myrin & Steven Curtis Chapman
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