The battle was in the valley, but the victory was held on the hill.

Amalek came like a storm in the dust

Steel in the valley, fear in the blood

Joshua ran where the war drums cried

Moses climbed with the staff held high

When his hands rose, the people prevailed

When they fell low, the line grew pale all day long

With the sun on his face, faith stood high in a dangerous place

But even the chosen get tired, even the strong feel the weight

When the promise is hanging above them, God sends somebody to stay

Hold him up till the sun goes down

Stand your ground when the fight gets loud

When his arms get heavy, when his knees touch stone

No one wins this war alone

Hold the line, keep the fire in his eyes

Lift the hands that are reaching for the sky

When the weary almost fall

God puts faithful arms around them all

Aaron stood on one side strong

Hurt came near when the day grew long

They found him a stone in the burning light

Held up his hands through the fading fight

No throne, no crown, no cheering crowd

Just silent strength when the heat pressed down

While Joshua fought where the blades flashed bright

The hills stayed faithful till the edge of night

Some are called into battle

Some are called to the high

Some are called to hold steady

When the prophet runs dry

Hold him up till the sun goes down

Stand your ground when the fight gets loud

When his arms get heavy, when his knees touch stone

No one wins this war alone

Hold the line, keep the fire in his eyes

Lift the hands that are reaching for the sky

When the weary almost fall

God puts faithful arms around them all

Not every victory looks the same

Not every hero gets the name

Some lift swords and some lift prayers

Some hold faith in the burning air

If one hand trembles, let two hands rise

If one heart fall to stand at his side

Till shadows stretch across the ground

Do not let the promise stand

Hold him up till the sun goes down

Stand your ground when the fight gets loud

When his arms get heavy, when his knees touch stone

No one wins this war alone

Hold the line, keep the fire in his eyes

Lift the hands that are reaching for the sky

When the weary almost fall

God puts faithful arms around them all

Till the sun goes down

Till the battle turns

Till the promise stands

Till the fire burns

Hold him up

Hold the line

Hands raised high

Till the sun goes down