Breanne Ming, Brian Ming
Our God is fighting for us
So who can be against us?
Though trials come
Your will be done
Our God is fighting for us
So who can be against us?
The work is done
Your love has won
I will sing of how you love me
All my days
All my days
I will sing of how you love me
All my days
All my days
You're the lamb that was slain
You died in my place
Burried all my shame
In an empty grave