All Fall Down ()

Blow your trumpets, angels
Come sweet salvation
Hallelujah
Shout scattered thanks
In power that’s strength
And glory
Good Lord, glory
And the fool stands only to fall
But the wise trip on grace
All fall down
All fall down
Hit the ground
All fall down
Very large gates
Keep out very real heartaches
Of sin and cracked creation
Oh, my soul
And the beggars and saints
Will embrace and dive into
Sweet communion