There's power in the Son
To make all demons run
To make them shake and quake
Even Satan succumb
He'll just raise His hands
For they can not stand
They'll turn around and run
From the power of the Son
Satan thought He'd won
That final victory
When he saw God's Son
Hanging from that tree
But soon he'd realize
That Jesus won the prize
For soon He would rise
Through the power in the Son
Satan understands
His time is growing short
All his evil plans
Our God will abort
Jesus will not allow
A Satan vict'ry now
Cause soon he must bow
To the power of the Son