There's no power this world has to offer
No recognition this world has to give
That I would not trade for the arms of my savior
This no ordinary man that carries us up our mountains

Never an orphan, never without him
Looking back now I see where his light was
Ever before me, ever behind me
Looking back now I see where his light was
Where his light was

There's no power this world has to offer
No recognition this world has to give
That I would not trade for the arms of my savior
This no ordinary man that carried me up my mountain
Carried me up