Letras
You've fought. You've cried. You've stood your ground
But this battle, this one is not yours to carry
It belongs to the Lord. So lift your hands, not your fists
Let worship be your weapon
And let God take the field
I've run out of strength. I've reached my end
But that's where His glory begins
I laid down my weapons, picked up praise
Now I'm walking in victorious grace
Mountains move and giants fall
When night stops driving and heat is cold
He goes before. He stands behind
The battle's His. The peace is mine
The battle belongs to God. I will not fear
He's fighting for me. His presence is near
Though storms may rise and voices scream
He holds the field. He reigns supreme
The battle belongs to God. I rest in Him
My song is my sword. My praise is my win
I lift my hands. I trust His rod
The battle belongs to God
I've seen walls fall with just a shout
I've watched the Lord turn battles around
When I worship, heaven moves
He makes a way. He breaks through
I don't need to understand
I just stand and lift my hands
His angels fight. His fire burns
Every evil tide He turns
No weapon fought will ever stand
When God Himself holds my hand
I won't retreat. I won't pretend
The Lord is mighty to defend
The battle belongs to God. I rest in Him
My song is my sword. My praise is my win
I lift my hands. I trust His rod
The battle belongs to God
You don't fight for victory. You fight from it
Because the one who called you is the one who conquers for you
The battle belongs to God. And He never loses