We Are Going Higher

(Mmm, yeah...)
By the power, we rise.
Swing it low, swing it high.
Every shadow trying to block your way,
Every altar whispering in the dark of day.
They sacrifice in vain, trying to hold you down,
But there’s a holy authority wearing the crown.
Yes, by the name of Jesus, we break the chain,
Stepping out of the shadow, washing away the pain.
We are going higher, higher, and higher still,
Moving by the grace of His holy will.
No power of hell can ever bring us down,
With the blood of Jesus, we claim the crown.
Hallelujah, oh, hallelujah.
We walk through the valley but we do not fear,
With a steady walking bass, the path is clear.
The fight is won, the victory is complete,
Underneath the rhythm of our marching feet.
No weapon formed shall ever stand,
Guided safely by His loving hand.
We are going higher, higher, and higher still,
Moving by the grace of His holy will.
No power of hell can ever bring us down,
With the blood of Jesus, we claim the crown.
Hallelujah, oh, hallelujah.
Going higher... mmm, yeah.
No power can bring us down.
Hallelujah. Swing it high.