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The Ark of the Covenant Man
Pure gold is the seat in the holiest place
Where mercy cries out unto Adam’s felled race
By one we are fallen by one we now stand
In the Ark of the Covenant Man
True manna from heaven came down from his throne
To quicken inside us his tablets of stone
From waters of judgment we're safe in the hand
Of the Ark of the Covenant Man
He keeps and feeds
The lambs he leads
Through shadowy lands
He's the Ark of the Covenant Man
His life out of death is the life we now own
His staff is our stay on the way to our home
O all becomes new in the burgeoning land
Of the Ark of the Covenant Man
words and music: © 2001 by Steve Popovich