The fires of Heaven, it has hit earth's land,
Our Father brought forth His very own plan,
It's perfection, for His Seed.
No man shall stand in the strength of his flesh,
But the servant that's tried, makes pure gold that lasts,
With direction for all needs.
But those who walk in the light of this Day,
Find a path that's narrow, and Him guiding their way,
Through resurrection.

Come up Higher, our God reigns.
Come up Higher, our God reigns.