HOLY TRADITION

[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