Coming together, yeah, we hold hands
Dancing 'round the fire of the Great I Am
Fanning the flames and it burns hotter
Praising our Father
We are His creation
Looking with adoration
Waiting for His invitation
In expectation
His words we declare
Never in despair
Walking in prayer
Raising a fanfare
Coming together, yeah, we hold hands
Dancing 'round the fire of the Great I Am
Fanning the flames and it burns hotter
Praising our Father
Author notes
Fanfare: (1)A loud flourish of trumpets (2)Noisy or showy display
Written March 27th, 2006
