In shadows deep, where sin does reign,
A world awash in endless pain,
The Triune God, supreme, unbound,
His greatness echoes all around.

Through demonic tides that rise and swell,
Fulfilling tales the prophets tell,
We stand redeemed, a royal line,
Embraced by grace, His light divine.

No matter how the darkness grows,
Nor how the bitter tempest blows,
Our God transcends, eternal, vast,
His love and might forever cast.

So let us cling, though night descends,
To Him whose reign will never end,
In sin-drenched lands, His glory gleams,
The King whose greatness stands unbound.

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