The angels and martyrs
cll clad in zephyr as hallelujahs raise
Songs of praise
Songs of praise

The birds sing their chorus
No fear in their hearts
cll through the night till the darkness departs
Forth comes the morning they all spread their wings
It is written in our calling
We're above all these things

Let the saints
Lift their voice
We are gods
We are gods
Let the faith
Fill the void
We are gods
We are all sons of God

Though disaster and turmoil shakes Earth to its crust
The thunder, the lightning, the rising of dust
Mere mortals may mourn, they may stand at a loss
But steadfast we'll stand cause in Father we trust

Let the saints
Lift their voice
We are gods
We are gods

Let the faith
Fill the void
We are gods

Let the saints
Lift their voice
We are gods
We are gods
We are gods

Let the faith fill the void
We are gods
We are all sons of God