(Aweh, let's go)
It is the day of the Lord, hear the sound of the light
Everything is changing, everything is bright
I am walking through the fire but I keep my head up high
I see the blessing coming down from the blue sky
Everything I had to do, I have done it with my might
Today the Creator is shining, yeah he’s burning bright
I see the favor falling down on my family now
Every single burden is fading, look at us now
Oh, we are smiling, oh, we are smiling
With the Maker of the world, we are smiling
Highest Sunday, glory in the air
We are rising up, we are everywhere
Oh, we are smiling, oh, we are smiling
With the Maker of the world, we are smiling
(Yebo, sharp sharp)
Look at the way the rhythm moves in the atmosphere
There is no room for the sorrow or the lingering fear
I feel the spirit moving deep in the rolling drum
Everything is ready for the blessing that has come
He is the creator of the stars and the winding ways
We give him all the glory for the goodness of our days
(Eish, it's beautiful)
Oh, we are smiling, oh, we are smiling
With the Maker of the world, we are smiling
Highest Sunday, glory in the air
We are rising up, we are everywhere
Oh, we are smiling, oh, we are smiling
With the Maker of the world, we are smiling
Can you feel the shift? (Asambe!)
Can you feel the power?
Everything is blooming in this very hour
We are the children standing in the light of grace
Look at the joy that is written on every face
(Sho!)
So let the log drum beat carry the prayer today
Everything is falling right into the perfect way
We are walking in the sunshine, never looking back
Moving to the rhythm, keeping on the heavenly track
Oh, the creator is holding us, keeping us safe
Nothing can stop the abundance that is in this place
Oh, we are smiling, oh, we are smiling
With the Maker of the world, we are smiling
Highest Sunday, glory in the air
We are rising up, we are everywhere
Oh, we are smiling, oh, we are smiling
With the Maker of the world, we are smiling
We are smiling, yeah (let's go)
Highest Sunday, keep on dancing
It is the Lord, the Maker of it all
(Sharp sharp, asambe, we are out)