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Charles Martins
There is No Other Like Him
What good is it to have hands and not be able to touch?
What good is it to have ears and not listen?
What good is it to have a body and not move?
What good is it to have eyes and not see?
To be called by God's name, yet be dead
My God moves to the sound of worship
The touch of His hands is very strong
He inclines His ears to listen to me
My God, no one can hide from Him
If He doesn't want to appear
He makes His people understand that He is in the midst of silence
And He is here! His glory is here, His scent is here
His response is fire on the altar
And everything that is a lie is being consumed, let me worship
He is here! His glory is here, Baal must fall
They will recognize, they will have to confess
That there is only one God in all the earth and heaven
And there is no other like Him
My God moves to the sound of worship
The touch of His hands is very strong
He inclines His ears to listen to me
My God, no one can hide from Him
If He doesn't want to appear
He makes His people understand that He is in the midst of silence
And He is here! His glory is here, His scent is here
His response is fire on the altar
And everything that is a lie is being consumed
He is here! His glory is here, Baal must fall
Prophets of lies will bow down
They will recognize, they will have to confess
That there is only one God in all the earth and heaven
And there is no other like Him
