The Battle is the Lord’s

All around us

enemies;

Helpless

hopeless

we’re besieged.

Lord

we don’t know what to do;

Lord

we set our eyes on You.

Now’s the time

against all odds

To declare the worth of God

Ambush Satan

change the course

For the battle is the Lord’s.

Praise the Lord!

The battle’s Yours!

The battle is the Lord’s!

Win with shouts of praise outpoured

For the battle is the Lord’s!

Days of suffering

loss

and pain

Yet it’s now that You must gain

A true faith that would surpass

The fraught mind that tries to grasp

How such things could be allowed

Tries to plot its own way out:

No

we shout

we praise

we soar

For the battle is the Lord’s.

Praise the Lord!

The battle’s Yours!

You hear us and You save

When the thunderous notes of praise

Singers shout

our voice we raise.

We don’t have to understand

Safely hidden in Your hand

Our salvation

here

from God—

We transcend

rise far above

Freed from Satan’s earthly snares

Rout his forces in the air;

Praise our Victor-in-Control

For the battle is the Lord’s.

Praise the Lord!

The battle’s Yours!

The battle is the Lord’s!

Ringing faith we sound in war

For the battle is the Lord’s!