Rise up

You bring weapons against my children.
My prophets will stand.
War is waging.

Hear the battle cries.
Drums are beating.  
Boots are marching.
Stand in formation.
Rise my children.
The chains have been broken.

Children preach the word of the Lord.  
Hell will shake with your presence.
Heathens get beneath my children’s feet.

This land is yours my children.
Prosperity is coming.
There will be miracles.
Stand as one nation under God.
Jubilee is coming.
Rejoice says the Lord.