It's the song of the redeemed
Rising from the African plain
It's the song of the forgiven
Drowning out the Amazon rain
The song of Asian believers
Filled with God's holy fire
It's every tribe, every tongue, every nation
A love song born of a grateful choir
IT'S ALL GOD'S CHILDREN SINGING
GLORY, GLORY, HALLELUJAH
HE REIGNS, HE REIGNS
IT'S ALL GOD'S CHILDREN SINGING
GLORY, GLORY, HALLELUJAH
HE REIGNS, HE REIGNS
Let it rise about the four winds
Caught up in the heavenly sound
Let praises echo from the towers of cathedrals
To the faithful gathered underground
Of all the songs sung from the dawn of creation
Some were meant to persist
Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples
None rings truer than this
And all the powers of darkness
Tremble at what they've just heard
'Cause all the powers of darkness
Can't drown out a single word
From Adoration: The Worship Album, 2003
Written by Peter Furler, Steve Taylor
