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Lyrics
Verse 1
The Lord has spoken, firm His word,
“Sit at My right hand, My Lord!
Till all Your foes are bowed beneath,
Your footstool by My mighty strength.”
So forward now, O King divine,
Your scepter from pure Zion shines;
Rule in the midst of enemies—
Your people march in holiness!
Chorus
Onward we go—our King is crowned!
His rod of power goes forth around.
The Lord of Hosts leads every stand:
The King who sits at God’s right hand!
Verse 2
At dawn Your army rises free,
Arrayed in sacred majesty;
Like morning dew Your youth appear,
Fresh with devotion, strong with cheer.
The oath of God will never fail:
“You are a priest that shall prevail—
A priest forever, tried and true,
In order of Melchizedek’s rule.”
Chorus
Onward we go—our King is crowned!
His rod of power goes forth around.
The Lord of Hosts leads every stand:
The King who sits at God’s right hand!
Bridge
He shatters kings in judgment’s hour,
He strikes the nations by His power;
Yet lifts His head, refreshed to stand,
Victorious over every land.
Final Chorus
Onward we go—our King is crowned!
His rod of power goes forth around.
Praise to the Lord who makes us stand—
The King who sits at God’s right hand!
Details
GeneratedDec 8, 2025
Duration3:42
LanguageEnglish
Style
male, Gregorian chanting, violin, cello, epic, bass drums, marching song
Credits
Prompt by
ContraMundum
ContraMundumModelAria v5
