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HOOK Okaaay ...(3x) let's go!!! Ohhh ...(4x) If you love this music of life, get your hands up He's holy and perfect, so get your hands up He's sovereign and majestic, so get your hands up Get your hands up (2x) VERSE ONE Before we couldn't sing that music of life Now all we play is that music of Christ Called and redeemed, get your hands up Love God, love your brother He commands us We live by a different beat, check the new sound We walk in the spirit it's like a ghost town We exalt a holy God who uses earth as a thrown If His thrown is a chair then a chair is my home My sound track of life went from blues into worship It's a daily sacrifice, yeah ya' boy knows his purpose Never saw a beautiful death until I saw the cross Saw the nails hit my sins, hit the law, hit my flaws How could the banging of nails make music of life And the rolling of a stone echo power of Christ It's not the kind of music that make the kids jump, but it is the kind of that makes heart thump. HOOK Letras de canciones VERSE TWO It's the music that makes a stressed man cope, Makes a suicidal cat want to drop that rope Makes the hood drug dealer want to quit that dope It's faith in Christ that brings man hope Ever since the fall it ain't been much to sing about We were born in life's grave but Christ has dug us out So I shout I sing I keep His banner raised 116 on my heart, this boy is unashamed of the ancient of days a God who's unchanged I carry my bed to show the world I was lame I will not go back to which from I came It's like a free man who wants to be a slave I believe in His holiness, authority and might Now that I'm sealed with the spirit a deposit of life If you're free from the bondage get your hands up Sick of low living, He turned our lives up HOOK VERSE THREE It's the music of life that makes kings bow down Makes the lowly up rise, open the blind man's eyes His eye is on the sparrow; I walk the straight and narrow Cuz' He is known to break the will of stubborn mules like Pharaoh You can travel many cities, even nations over seas Hearing stories of a Sheppard who gave His life for His sheep And how he prepared a home after death for His peeps Because He defeated death with a three day sleep And now we write music to make the King blush We got a crush on God, He choose not to crush us But man's great tension is to steal God's fame But He's had it since the sixth day ain't gon' change The clouds are His high hats, the mountains are His keys Thunder is the clap, you can hear the wind sing If you find pleasure in the Lord, then get your hands up He makes beautiful music I'm just a fan of.... HOOK From Letras Mania