[Verse 1 ] Envision all power in the hand of a King And all of creation subjected to Him By an army whose only command Was to march out with praises And lifting of hands What can we say that our fathers have found This holy tradition that they've handed down [Verse 2] Envision a people Who cannot be restrained Whose commitment to worship cannot be contained Unnumbered – like the stars in the sky See them break forth with singing And hands lifted high What can we say that our fathers have found This holy tradition that they've handed down [Chorus] You arise in Your might And You respond in Your strength To the awesome reality that it represents When we release our ancient call For Your rule over all You know beyond what we do Our hearts are speaking to You And beyond all that is seen You know just what we mean When we unleash our ancient ways With the highest of praise Holy and righteous and just Sovereign, faithful and true All dominion and honor And power to You This we ascribe, this we command With praises and uplifted hands