Sound the alarm Make the way clear For the King of kings to dwell in the atmosphere Can you hear the heavens cry Let there be worship For there's a higher level of praise required of thee The secret place in him that can only be achieved When we lift our hands to God And we begin to worship In the hills and the valleys Let our voices exalt thee Let your presence fill this place As we bow down and reverence you holy name (2x's) For there's a higher level of praise required of thee In the secret place of him that can only be achieved When we life our hands to Come ye people Lift your voices Bow before him and worship him He is worthy Of the glory Give him reverence and worship him