My praise is a weapon
That breaks off oppression
My song is an anthem
That moves all of heaven
If my God is for me
Then who can be against me
If my God is for me
You are the giant-slaying, mountain-moving God
You are the grave-shaking, dead-raising one
With a sling and a rock, we can?t be stopped
With the blood of a Son, we have overcome
You are the giant-slaying, mountain-moving God
He is who He says he is,
He?s not a liar, he?s not a liar
I am who He says I am
An overcomer, an overcomer