They tried to keep you in a tent
They could not keep you in a temple
Or any of their idols, to see and understandWe cannot keep you in a church
We cannot keep you in a Bible
Or it's just another idol to box you inThey could not keep you in their walls
We cannot keep you in ours either
For you are so much greaterWho 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 LordWe'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 endSo we will find you in the streets
And we will find you in the prisons
And even in our Bibles and churchesWho 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 LordWe cannot contain, cannot contain
The glory of your name
We cannot contain, cannot contain
The glory of your nameWe cannot contain, cannot contain
The glory of your nameWho is like the Lord
You took me from the ashes
And you healed me from my blindness
Who is like the Lord