Come the might of every kingdom.
Come the furnace and its fire.
Come the hellish demon choir.
Come with your finality.
Mount your horse; challenge me.
This, the place for God’s glory.
His reign in wicked territory.
Swing the sword; fire the arrow.
Gather an army like a Pharaoh.
Did you win? You bound my wrist.
But now you’ll see His mighty fist.
Resist Him with your travesty.
It only grows His majesty.
It multiplies His victories.
Few would have known of His great might,
Had you not challenged Him to a fight.