Let The Worshippers Arise

Pocket Full Of Rocks

Father, I see that You are drawing a line in the sand 
And I wanna be standing on the side,
holding Your hand 
So let Your kingdom come, let it live in me,
this is my prayer, this is my plea 
Let the worshippers arise 
Let the sons and the daughters sing 
I'm surrendering my all to You 
I surrender to the King 
Father I hear it growing louder, the song of your redeemed
As the saints of every nation are awakening to sing
And from our hearts there comes this anthem 
Oh, let the heavens ring 
This is our song, a song to the King 
(Chorus)