Creation groans in anticipation
For sons to get up and take position
There’s no more room for procrastination
We must arise

We ascend the highest mountain
It’s the mountain of the Lord
By the blood by the word by the Spirit

We bring order
We bring fire
We bring light to a dark generation
We bring judgment
We bring justice
We bring truth to lost generation
We are called out
We are chosen
We are Kings, we are Priests