Holy Holy Holy the seraphim cried
With 6 wings they fly covering their eyes
With every word the seraph spoke
The temple began to fill with smoke
I cry woe is me!
Woe is me I am ruined for I am a man of sinful lips
who can't come to grips
with what I've seen
King of Kings
Lord of Lords
How can these eyes see when they're so unclean
Then the flaming ones proclaiming the name of God got tongs for the tongues of the likes of me
Burning away my sin and washing me clean
From the throne His glory gleamed
'Who shall I send
Who shall go before Me'
Here I am Lord send me to the world!
Send me forth father to preach Your Word!