Clap Your Hands Songtext
von John P. Kee

Put ′em together, come on
Let's do it when I think

When I think of his mercy and kindness
All I want to do is thank him
From the rising of the sun
To the going down of same
Oh,clap your hands and say, "Amen"
Clap ′em, Lord

(When I think of his mercy and kindness)
When I think of his mercy and kindness
All wanna do is say thank
(from the raising)
From the rising of the sun
To the going down of same
Oh,clap your hands and say, "Amen"
(Zoin, let us)


Zoin, let's us praise His holy and righteous name
Worthy Lamb is He, oh, oh
Let us all proclaim he shall come again
(Come on)
And I shall be ready, oh, oh
Oh,clap your hands and say, "Amen"
(Bring it down, Maurice)

Hey, now, this song is for everybody
You already bought your ticket, or you broke in the back door
But you're already in here now
If God has delivered you for anything, get up on your feet right now—break it down

Hey, now, in order to participate, you need a little room
Tell your neighbor, "I need a little room, little room, little room, little room, little room, lil′ room"

If you need move on out in the aisle
The aisle belongs to you
Break it down for me again, hey
Now, when I count to three, Atlanta, I want you to do me a favor
I want you to clap like you′re from Durham North Carolina outside the county line
How many don't have a problem givin′ God Some praise with your hands?
Here we go, Atlanta, one, two, three

Help us, come on
Ooh
Come on, everybody, say it
Clap your hands, come on


Clap your hands
(Come on, say it with me)
Oh, clap your hands
(Everybody say it)
Clap your hands
(Oh, oh, oh, Lord)
Oh, clap your hands
(Every alto in here say, "Clap your hands")

Clap your hands
(I need you, Atlanta, come on, oh, clap your hands)
Oh, clap your hands if you've been delivered (That′s good, sopranos, take it up top)
Clap your hands
(Oh, clap your hands)
Oh, clap your hands if you've been delivered (Tenors, I need you to sing one note, sing)
Clap your hands
(There it is, come on, oh, clap your hands)
Oh, clap your hands if you′ve been delivered (Now, I want everybody to say it, follow me)

Clap your hands
(Aw, that sound good to me, good to me)
Oh, clap your hands
(I wanna hear you just a little louder, please)
Clap your hands
(Oh, clap your hands)
Oh, clap your hands
(Now, stop singin' and jump up and clap 'em, come on)

Say it again everybody
Clap your hand
Clap your hands
(Oh, yeah, clap your hands)
Oh, clap your hands
(The Lord is worthy, yeah)
Clap your hands
(Oh, no, no, no, no, yeah)
Oh, clap your hands
(Alright, stop singin′ and clap ′em, come on)

If you've been delivered
(Come on, clap ′em, come on, hey)
Clap your hands
(Get 'em up, get ′em up,guy's)
Sure ′nough delivered
Praise His name
(Let's say it again, Atlanta, clap yo' hands)

Clap your hands
(Say it with me)
Oh, clap your hands if you′ve been delivered (Say it with me)
Clap your hands
(Come on, Jersey, everybody′s home)
Clap your hands

Now, the ladies still clappin'—two, three, hey
Break it down for me, uh
Atlanta, we goin′ back to the old days
When folks used to praise God and they were not ashamed
We gon' do the Holy Ghost three steps
Three to your left and three to your right
Are you ready? Come on, T. M, here we go, say
Hey, I see ya, come on, Litsey, hey, hey