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Lyrics and music by Jody Killingsworth

Why do nations rage? Why do they plot in vain?
Why do their rulers take their stand?
Strategizing schemes how to break free of God
To cut His cords and kill His Lamb?
But high up in heaven, God laughs at their plans
“I have set My King up on My holy hill”
Thunders the echo of His wrath
“Disregard My Son, and there’s My cup to fill
All of the earth is in His grasp
I give Him the nations, don’t stand in His path”
He will rage
He will rage
With His rod made of iron
See what war He can wage
He will rage
He will rage
He will roar like a lion
He will rage
Listen up, O lands, and all you kings, be wise
Take warning, rulers of the earth
Kiss the Son of God, don’t try and hide your eyes
Or He will make you rue your birth
When His wrath is kindled, you’ll see what you’re worth
He will rage
He will rage
With His rod made of iron
See what war He can wage
He will rage
He will rage
He will roar like a lion
He will rage
How blessed are those who take refuge in Him
Who love and surrender to the Lamb
How blessed are those Jesus counts for His friends
They find help and shelter in His hand
So let us come
For He will rage
He will rage
He will dash them to pieces
He will smash them like clay
He will rage
He will rage
’til their God-hating ceases
He will rage
He will rage
He will rage
From His stronghold in Zion
See what war He can wage
He will rage
He will rage
He will roar like a lion
He will rage


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