Ken OBrien - The Lion Lyrics

A mother rises against her daughter
A father rares against his son
Chaos, confusion rule the nations
Each man seeking his own.

The Lion roars, a voice of thunder
Behold the hailstones and coals of fire
A quiver of arrows, flashes of lightning
Foundations of the world lay bare.

Swiftly upon the wings of the wind
He bows the heavens, behold the Lion
Unrelenting He leads His armies
Out to win the raging war.

In this final dispensation
Wickedness shall be cut off
In the final conflict.
The Lion conquers.

Behold the Rider who is the Lion
Behold the blood upon His robe
The gates of hell shall not prevail
The Lion conquers.

Behold the signs, its the time of the Lion.

Behold the Lion is the Lamb
He gathers unto Him those who are His
Ushered in, the reign of Christ, behold Him
Give all glory and honour unto Him.

Unto Him every knee shall bow
Behold the Lion is the Lamb

The Lion has defeated His enemies
Jesus Christ, behold His majesty
Glory unto Him the King of Kings
All power and dominion is His.