Well, I'm hangin' on to a Solid Rock
Made before the foundation of the world
I won't let go, and I can't let go, won't let go
And I can't let go, won't let go, and I can't let go no more
For me He was chastised, for me He was hated
For me he was rejected by a world that He created
Nations are angry, cursed are some
People are expecting a false peace to come
It's the ways of the flesh to war against the spirit
Twenty-four hours a day you can feel it and you can hear it
Using all the devices under the sun.
And He never give up 'til the battle's lost or won.