Luke Partridge - Sword of The Lord

I hear the prophets rising up to speak the Word now
Against the enemies who've come against the Saints' crowns
Behold the waters rising up from the Lord's hands
They will quench the fire of this dried up, scorched land
I hear the noise of the stamping of the horses' feet
I hear the rushing of the chariots, the rumbling of the wheels
Hear the trumpet, sound the shofar, it's the sound of victory
The enemies are fleeing from the King of kings
O you sword of the LORD
Why don't you come through
Turn every heart that is against you
Gather all Your Saints
To get up, get up
For the time has come to fight
The day of plundering has come for those who've plundered the house of God
The last of their strength will never cease to be cut off
The King will arise and the enemy will fall
The command has gone out from the Lord of hosts
O you sword of the LORD
Why don't you come through
Turn every heart that is against you
Gather all Your Saints
To get up, get up
For the time has come to fight
O you sword of the LORD
Why don't you come through
Turn every heart that is against you
Gather all Your Saints
To get up, get up
For the time has come to fight
O you sword of the LORD
Why don't you come through
Turn every heart that is against you
Gather all Your Saints
Fight
Fight
Fight
Fight
Rise up
Rise up
Rise up, Rise up, Rise up, Rise up
Get up, get up
For the time has come to fight
O you sword of the LORD
Why don't you come through
Turn every heart that is against you
Gather all Your Saints
To get up, get up
For the time has come to fight

Written by:
Timothy Partridge

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