All the Poor and Powerless

All the poor and powerless
And all the lost and lonely
All the thieves will come confess
And know that You are holy
And know that You are holy
And all will sing out hallelujah
And we will cry out hallelujah
All the hearts who are content
And all who feel unworthy
All who weep with nothing left
Will know that You are holy
Will know that You are holy
And all will sing out hallelujah
And we will cry out hallelujah
And all will sing out hallelujah
And we will cry out hallelujah
Shout it
Go on and scream it from the mountains
Go on and tell it to the masses
That He is God
Shout it
Go on and scream it from the mountains
Go on and tell it to the masses
That He is God (yeah)
Shout it
Go on and scream it from the mountains
Go on and tell it to the masses
That He is God
Shout it (and we will sing out hallelujah)
Go on and scream it from the mountains (and we will cry out hallelujah)
Go on and tell it to the masses (and we will sing out hallelujah)
That He is God
And we will sing out hallelujah
And we will cry out hallelujah
And we will sing out hallelujah