The gates of hell can't prevail
The gates of hell can't prevail
The gates of hell can't prevail
The gates of hell can't prevail

When people say they can lose salvation I laugh
Trying to end an eternal life is like trying to cut infinity in half
You do the math, if it's fruit that you have it's proof you will last
And lasting fruit isn't pseudo it's produced not manufactured
Many can't see the difference I understand the confusion
Some trees have bad seasons got branches in need of prunin'
Won't bloom at the time expected, but if The Vine is connected
Then God has elected them to be bodily resurrected
Perfected until they're perfect, protected because they're purchased
Injected with an endurance, our sweat could never assure us
We'll never get what's deserved cause Heaven sent us The Cure
Now our residence is secured for the New Heaven and Earth
This is certain