Satan, we're going to tear your kingdom down
Satan, we're going to tear your kingdom down
You've been building your kingdom all over this world
Satan, we're going to tear your kingdom down
Am I a soldier of the cross
A follower of the Lamb
And shall I fear to own His cause
Or blush to speak His name?
Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease
While others fought to win the prize
And sailed through bloody seas?
Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace
To help me on to God?
Sure I must fight, if I would reign
Increase my courage, Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain
Supported by Your word
The saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die
They see the triumph from afar
By faith's discerning eye
When that illustrious day shall rise
And all Your armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies
The glory shall be Thine.