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Was it a frantic beauty?
Or a calculated mess?
When the formless darkness Your Spirit sorted
Out of hiding, hiding
Out of hiding, hiding
Out of hiding, hiding
Out of hiding, hiding
Out of hiding, hiding (architect and builder same)
Out of hiding, hiding (light then life came)
Out of hiding, hiding (all is right and beautiful)
Out of hiding, hiding (let's make man the pinnable, let's make man the pinnacle)
Out of hiding, hiding (men couldn't find his stride)
Out of hiding, hiding (try and try but wipe the slate)
Out of hiding, hiding (then Abraham with perfect promise, perfect promise)
Out of hiding, hiding (armed Your people with Your faithfulness)
Out of hiding, hiding (split red oceans at Your wishes)
Out of hiding, hiding (walked Your Chosen into life)
Out of hiding, hiding (zion land and prophets countless)
Out of hiding, hiding (none could answer the question quite right)