Holy - Avalon

I saw the Lord

Seated on the throne

And he’s clothed in Glory

And Exalted high

And the train of his robe

Fills the Temple

And the Angels gather 'round him

and cry

You are Holy

Oh so Holy

You are Holy Lord of all

And woe is me

For I am unclean

And my eyes have seen

The coming King

And he clensed my lips

Right before I died

And the Pillars shook

As the Angels cried