Lyrics
Flickers in the void, the silence breaks,
A pulse of fire, a heart awake.
Through trembling lips, the cry begins,
The weak arise; the strong will bend.
Arrows of pride shatter in the dark,
The bows of the mighty crumble and spark.
Shadows that mocked now kneel and fall,
The barren sing as their children call.
Who can stand before the flame?
The Rock of Justice calls their name!
He weighs the hearts, He lifts the low,
The hungry feast while the rich let go.
The earth shakes beneath His reign,
He breaks the mighty, He binds their chains.
From the dust, He lifts the torn,
A throne of glory for the scorned.
Steps in the dark, the wicked flee,
The pillars of the earth bow to their King.
He silences storms, He opens graves,
Life and death move where His hand sways.
The throne is His, the war is won,
The Judge of all, the Righteous One.
He guards the feet of those who trust,
But silences the mouths of dust.
He thunders from heaven, His voice cuts through,
The heavens are cracked, the dawn breaks new.
Foundations crumble, the proud made low,
The King ascends where rivers flow.
Lifted from ashes, the feeble rise!
Justice is fire that never dies!
Your enemies scatter, their swords are dull,
Victory belongs to the Lord of All!
The weak will sing, the barren rejoice,
The earth is still at the sound of His voice.
From ruin, He builds, from silence, a cry—
The Lord exalts, the humble rise high.
AI-assisted, human-directed. Lyrics co-written with an AI assistant. The process