When we take a look at the manner(manna) of things
At the wilting of floral beauties
And the shrinkings of the earth
We see that very few things remain constant
And if God says He'll be the first one
Who truly stays
Maybe we ought to try to be the same
To be needed but not conceited
Rich but ready to grow
To be grass that is well-weeded
By a farmer who makes space
To sow good things
Things timeless and true
Things worth holding onto
This is us
Remembering the dust that we've come from
And the hope that is our final resting place
No matter how sharp the blades
Our confidence will not be cut off
This is us singing
We will not stop
We will not stop
We will not stop
We will not stop
We will not stop
Loving the Lord
Loving the Lord
We will not stop
We will not stop
We will not stop
Loving the Lord
Loving the Lord
This generation
This generation
This generation will not stop
Where? Where? Where do I go with this
Knowing it's akin to a chauvinist
Cuz always it's
Me me me me like a vocalist
Hopeless it's
Forgot a love that I don't deserve
I'm unburdened
Though I heard em
Refer to my past
The devil gets smashed
He threatened I laughed
Thanks to the man that was slashed
So hey world your red lights can't see em
City on a hill my headlights stay beaming
My God
Jehovah
I won't stop
We will not stop (ouuuuu)
We will not stop (Yeahhh)
We will not stop (We will not stop)
Loving the Lord (not stop)
Loving the Lord (not stop, no)
We will not stop (no no)
We will not stop (we will not stop no no)
We will not stop
Loving the Lord
Loving the Lord