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