Levántate Señor
Marcos Witt
Get up Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Flee before You
Your enemies will scatter before you
All those who hate Your presence
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Flee before You
Your enemies will scatter before you
All those who hate Your presence
Your presence will reign
Above all empire
Your presence will reign
He will rule over every principality
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Flee before You
Your enemies will scatter before you
All those who hate Your presence
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Get up, get up, Lord
Flee before You
Your enemies will scatter before you
All those who hate Your presence
Your presence will reign
Above all empire
Your presence will reign
He will rule over every principality
Spirit of fear, flee!
Spirit of evil, flee!
Spirit of resentment, flee!
Spirit of division, flee!
Spirit of sickness, flee!
Spirit of rebellion, flee!
Spirit of immorality, flee!
Spirit of darkness, flee!
Your presence will reign
Above all empire
Your presence will reign
He will rule over every principality
Spirit of perversion, flee!
Spirit of ambition, flee!
Defiling spirit, flee!
Spirit of vanity, flee!
Spirit of murmuring, flee!
Spirit of containment, flee!
Spirit of sorcery, flee!
Spirit of mortality, flee!
Your presence will reign
Above all empire
Your presence will reign
He will rule over every principality
Your presence will reign
Above all empire
Your presence will reign
He will rule over every principality
Get up, Lord!
