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They rush on the city,
They run on the walls,
For great is the army
That carries out His word.
They rush on the city,
They run on the walls,
For great is the army
That carries out His word.
The Lord utters His voice before His army,
The Lord utters His voice before His army.
Blow a trumpet in Zion, Zion,
Sound an alarm on My holy mountain.
Blow a trumpet in Zion, Zion,
Sound an alarm.