They tried to keep you in a tent

They could not keep you in a temple

Or any of their idols to see and understand

We cannot keep you in a church

We cannot keep you in a Bible

Or it's just another idol to box you in

They could not keep you in their walls

We cannot keep you in ours either

For you are so much greater

Who is like the Lord

The maker of the heavens

Who dwells with the poor

He lifts them from the ashes

And He seats them among princess

Who is like the Lord

We've tried to keep you in our tents

We've tried to keep you in our temples

We've worshiped all our idols

We want all that to end

So we will find you in the streets

And we will find you in the prisons

And even in our Bibles and churches

Who is like the Lord

The maker of the heavens

Who dwells with the poor

He lifts them from the ashes

And He seats them among princes

Who is like the Lord

We cannot contain cannot contain

The glory of your name

We cannot contain cannot contain

The glory of your name

We cannot contain cannot contain

The glory of your name

Who is like the Lord

You took me from the ashes

And you healed me from my blindness

Who is like the Lord