There's a road called the holy highway that once was a desert land.
Very soon you'll hear the sound of a holy marching band and.
Everlasting joy upon them, there's a remnant strong and true.
We bring the song back to Zion; we bring the praise back to you.
There's a road called the holy highway, where the people dance and shout.
For the enemy is running with confusion all about.
Raise our banners in the victory; raise them high His word is true.
We bring our song back to Zion, we bring the praise back to you.
Chorus:
We exalt You, God Almighty, You are worthy to be praised.
Let all nations bow before You, Holy Ancient of all days.
Very soon you'll hear the sound of a holy marching band and.
Everlasting joy upon them, there's a remnant strong and true.
We bring the song back to Zion; we bring the praise back to you.
There's a road called the holy highway, where the people dance and shout.
For the enemy is running with confusion all about.
Raise our banners in the victory; raise them high His word is true.
We bring our song back to Zion, we bring the praise back to you.
Chorus:
We exalt You, God Almighty, You are worthy to be praised.
Let all nations bow before You, Holy Ancient of all days.
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