Job 38 en John Mark McMillan

I wanna sing like the stars in Job 38 when
All the sons of God shouted for joy
I wanna burn like the bush and not be consumed
So bright the nations would take off their shoes
Take off their shoes

I wanna shine with the glory of an unveiled face
I wanna radiate with the fire of You
I wanna shout from the roof when I'm here in the dark
I wanna be dangerous with the truth

And I will be your lamp if You will pour the oil
If You light the incense I will be your censor
I will be your tabernacle if You will be my art
I will be your body if You will be my heart

I wanna watch the darkness run
I wanna step like a torch into the night
A city on a hill cannot hide
Who can hide this light?
This light

I wanna shine with the glory of an unveiled face
I wanna radiate with the fire of You
I wanna shout from the roof when I'm here in the dark
I wanna be dangerous with the truth

And I will be your lamp if You will pour the oil
If You light the incense I will be your censor
I will be your tabernacle if You will be my art
I will be your body if You will be my heart

I was born to shine

I wanna shine with the glory of an unveiled face
I wanna radiate with the fire of You
I wanna shout from the roof when I'm here in the dark
I wanna be dangerous with the truth

And I will be your lamp if You will pour the oil
If You light the incense I will be your censor
I will be your tabernacle if You will be my art
I will be your body if You will be my heart