I'm barely hanging on by a thread of hope

Hard to see beyond everything unknown

With Your strength I'll stand, it's all I can do

I will lift my hands and sing my way through

So when I'm broken, at my weakest, in my darkest hour

I'll let my worship be a weapon on this battleground

And from the depths of the lowest place

I will give You the highest praise, the highest praise

I am hanging on to every word You speak

I can see beyond into the victory

Lord, You never left, Lord, You never change

All my confidence in Jesus' name, oh

So when I'm broken, at my weakest, in my darkest hour

I'll let my worship be a weapon on this battleground

From the depths of the lowest place

I will give You the highest praise, the highest praise

The highest praise

Because the cross put his enemy to shame

Now my song echoes through an empty grave

Because the cross put the enemy to shame

Now my song echoes through an empty grave

Let it rise

Because the cross put the enemy to shame

Now my song echoes through an empty grave, oh

Because the cross put the enemy to shame

Now my song echoes through an empty grave

When I'm broken, at my weakest, in my darkest hour

I'll let my worship be a weapon on this battleground

From the depths of the lowest place

I will give You the highest praise, the highest praise, oh

When I'm broken, at my weakest, in my darkest hour

I'll let my worship be a weapon on this battleground

From the depths of the lowest place

I will give You the highest praise, the highest praise

I will give You the highest praise, the highest praise

Because the cross put the enemy to shame

Now my song echoes through an empty grave, oh

Because the cross put the enemy to shame

Now my song echoes through an empty grave