Victory

You and I are victorious in battle,
As we peer over all the land.
Our enemy has fallen, the smoke now clears,
And I can see the glory in Your eyes.

Oh, how I love the way you fight.
You swing Your sword with grace.
You stand at my back so I will not fall,
And together we run toward the battle call.

I will stand with You upon this mountain;
I would die for You, my King.
I would alight the world with my crusade,
Just to bring You victory.