Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it
Though Satan persecutes my bride on every side
All is well She is not defenseless

Well the church began
when a mighty wind
came and filled that place

Now the tongues of Fire
Filled with Holy desire
OH spread the faith

But faith without position
Can only make you strong
For the words of Jesus
Help them carry on

He said

Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it
Though Satan persecutes my bride on every side
All is well She is not defenseless

Oh the Martyr's Blood
Became a mighty flood
Learn to quench the flame

She's been beaten and scorned
Broken and torn
Still the light remains

But kingdoms come against her
She cannot be moved
God's mercy is upon her
His promise will be proved

He said

Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it
No, No, No
Though Satan persecutes my bride on every side
All is well She is not defenseless

Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it
Though Satan persecutes my bride on every side
All is well She is not defenseless

Oh under attack
She will survive
A song in her heart
There is No compromise
For she is built
UPON THIS ROCK

In preparing the bride
You'll be solace and wise
For that wedding day

And for those who endure
Who are faithful and sure
There waits a resting place

They may destroy the flesh
But can never touch the soul
Not even the sting of death
Can keep her in its hold

Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it
Say it again
Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it

Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it
Though Satan persecutes my bride on every side
All is well She is not defenseless

Upon this rock I will build my church
Upon this rock I will build my church
Though Satan persecutes my bride on every side
All is well She is not defenseless

Upon this rock I will build my church
And the Gates of Hell shall not stand against it
Though Satan persecutes my bride on every side
All is well She is not defenseless