07 You can leave your accolades at heaven's door

Billy Graham or John Doe do you think tomorrow cares
All the things you’ve done and all the things you’ve won
Olympic Gold medals and human accolades
The mountains that we climbed and Royal palaces
They’ll fall to the ground when they face the Holy One

Standing before Him there will be no claims to make
Only one thing to do just to fall down on my knees
Say all I needed was you but I worshipped other gods
Turned my face to other things theres nothing I can bring
I’ll fall to the ground when I face the Holy One

I couldn’t deny that the only way back home
The only way to stay alive was to trust it all to you
Take me home my friend and my only hope at all
You are my king of kings the Abba to this wretched kid
And I fall to the ground when I face the Holy One.

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