[Verse 1] Both the left and the right are staring at the flame, Calling different battles, but they’re seeing the same name. Something in the air and something on the screen, A glittering lie dressed up clean. Now the prince of the age’s got wires in the ground, Voices in the towers, echo all around. He’s got tools for the stage, got a net for the world, But he can’t chain the song of a blood-bought girl. [Pre-Chorus] Let him shout through the engines, Let him preach through the glass, Truth was here before him, Truth will be here when he’s passed. [Chorus] Sing, children, sing it out loud, The King is coming through the thundercloud. Sing, children, do not bow down, Satan’s world is coming down. Lift your voices, let heaven hear the sound, The Lamb still reigns, hell is losing ground. Sing, children, sing it out loud, The King is coming and satan’s world is coming down. [Verse 2] He can paint a false wonder on a worldwide stage, Dress rebellion up as light, call a prison freedom’s name. He can whisper in the language of desire and fear, Make the distant lie feel near. But the more he yells in other languages, The more I’ll sing in those same languages. If he floods the earth with counterfeit breath, We’ll answer back with the song of life from death. [Pre-Chorus] Let him speak in a thousand tongues, Let him boast in every land, We will raise the name of Jesus Till the nations understand. [Chorus] Sing, children, sing it out loud, The King is coming through the thundercloud. Sing, children, do not bow down, Satan’s world is coming down. Lift your voices, let heaven hear the sound, The Lamb still reigns, hell is losing ground. Sing, children, sing it out loud, The King is coming and satan’s world is coming down. [Bridge] If he cries out lies in Spanish, We will sing of Jesus there. If he hisses through the Russian, We will answer in the air. If he twists the truth in Chinese, We will send the gospel flame. If he reaches through the nations, We will glorify Your name. In every tribe and every tongue, The war song of the risen Son. No algorithm, throne, or crown Can hold the hallelujah down. [Break / Call and Response] Leader: Who is worthy? Choir: Jesus Christ! Leader: Who is coming? Choir: King of Light! Leader: What is falling? Choir: Satan’s crown! Leader: What are we singing? Choir: Till it all comes down! [Final Chorus] Sing, children, sing it out loud, The King is coming through the thundercloud. Sing, children, do not bow down, Satan’s world is coming down. From every language, city, coast, and town, We will praise the Father, Spirit, and the Son renowned. Sing, children, sing it out loud, The King is coming and satan’s world is coming down. [Outro] The more he yells, The more we sing. The darker the night, The closer the King. So sing, children, sing— Till the whole earth rings.
