"The Shabach Anthem" lyrics

Let the high praise of the Lord be on Your lips
And a two edged sword in Your hands o

You see this my praise
Nothing can stop my praise
This my holy shout it's my weapon
No matter what comes my way I'm rejoicing
Jesus I'd be giving be glory to You

You see this my praise
Nothing can stop my praise
This my holy shout it's my weapon
No matter what comes my way I'm rejoicing
Jesus I'd be giving be glory to You

I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh
I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh
I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh
I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh

What does it mean to shabach
Lift Your holy shout eh eh
What does it mean to shabach
Lift up Your holy praise
Alright lift up Your hay hands over there, Your shouting is not carnal
Oya lift up Your eh!
Lift up Your eh!
Lift up Your eh!

My praise is not ordinary
This dance very fiery
As I raise to the almighty
Every wall must come down

My praise is not ordinary
This dance very fiery
As I raise to the almighty
Every wall must come down

I shabach
I praise
I dance
I shout
This how I win, I roar
I clap
I prevail
I shabach
I praise
I dance
I shout
This how I win, I roar

I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh
I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh
I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh
I shabach oh-oh
I shabach oh