Hold the Line

The Battle Was Won

Every war that men remember had a thousand shields and spearsBanners in the mornin' light and drums a man could hearBut the battle that decided everything was fought without a soundJust one Man in an olive grove, face down on the ground

No trumpet and no legion, and no soldier of His ownJust a promise made before the world, and a cup to drink alone

And the battle was wonIn the garden it was wonWhile His friends lay sleepin' in the darkHe bore the weight of every heartEvery sin, every chain, every tear that's ever comeHe went willingly — and the battle was won

He felt it all, the wicked and the sorrow and the shameEvery pain a man will ever know, He called it out by nameHe felt my darkest midnight, and He felt yours tooBled from every pore alone — and then He saw it through

An angel came to strengthen Him when even He was triedHe could've called twelve legions down — but love is why He died

And the battle was wonIn the garden it was wonWhile His friends lay sleepin' in the darkHe bore the weight of every heartEvery sin, every chain, every tear that's ever comeHe went willingly — and the battle was won

Then the third day broke like thunder and the stone was rolled awayAnd the ones who came to mourn Him found an angel where He laySayin' why seek ye the livin' among them that are deadHe is not here — He is risen, just the way the prophets saidAnd across an ocean, in a land the world had never knownA multitude reached out their hands and knew Him as their own

So don't you tell me that your war is lost, don't tell me it's too lateThe hardest fight in all of time already met its fateHe drank it to the bottom, and He finished what He'd begunDeath itself lies swallowed up, and every grave undoneSo the fight you're in today is not a fight you face alone

And the battle was wonBy the Lamb it was wonSo stand up, soldier, take your groundThe enemy's already boundHe has lost — he knows he's lostBut he can still take meSo I'll fight the natural manAnd repent, and rise up free'Cause the battle was won

I don't carry what He carriedI don't pay what He has paidI just stand on what He finishedAnd I march out unafraidIt was wonIt was won

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