Promised Land (Glory, Hallelujah) - Crowder, Tedashii

Who has the power over slavery’s hand?

Who has the power to free a man?

Who has the power who holds the throne?

Oh, my sweet Lord

Who has the power to part the sea?

Who has the power to rescue me?

Who has the power to save my soul?

Oh, my sweet Lord

Glory, hallelujah

On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand

Glory, hallelujah

I’m longing for the promised land

Who has the power to heal the heart?

Who has the power to light the dark?

Who has the power to make me whole?

Oh, my sweet Lord

Who has the power to conquer death?

Who has the power to raise the dead?

Who has the power who holds the world?

Oh, my sweet Lord

Glory, hallelujah

On Jordan’s stormy banks I stand

Glory, hallelujah

I’m longing for the promised land

Is there no balm in Gilead?

Is there no healer there?

Can boundless love ever reject

Any soul that’s in despair?

Who has the power?

Who has the power?

Who has the power?

Oh, my sweet Lord

Glory, hallelujah

My feet will stand in the

Promised land, oh

Glory, hallelujah

My soul will rest in the Savior’s hands

Sing glory

Sing glory, my sweet Lord

Yea, uh, uh, uh

On the banks of the river looking for chances to get up

Stir up the pool and bring healing to bones that’s feeling brittle

I’ve been beat up in the streets, but I believe something’s coming

There’s no way I can move unless You choose to do something

This life, this life is so heavy;

lost my son, he in heaven

I was chasing this leaven

Hanging with dudes that is deadly, but this life is now over

Moreover I’m ready go on

I’m ready to change it all

Lord, just help me I’m all in

On the banks of the river

Looking out for the promised land

Tell Him I need Him now, I don’t have any other plans

Sweet Lord, I know I need You

There’s relief from the grief when I see You

I sing, «Glory, hallelujah!»

We sing glory, sing glory