As time goes by I, realize just what you do for me.
And now as time subsides, I re-define what you really mean to me.
My soul shall ever stand.
In a field called "Promised Land".

As I walk thru this life, I often wonder what's become of me.
Through pain and the tears, somehow I know, it's because of me.
My spirit shall ever soar.
Lord teach my hands to war,

As I live by your Word, I can feel faith stir inside of me.
This mountain seed will ever grow. I know I'll do wonders in spite of me.
I'm sharpening this sword.
This battle's for you Lord.

It all comes down to what side of the cross you're on.
It all comes down to what side of the cross you're on.