His arm is not shortened, that it cannot save, From sin, sickness and death |
| He Who Sits In The Heavens And Laughs While leaders are so angry, Wasting time with futile plans, Plotting against God and good. They keep pushing their demands. The angels wage battles unseen, Against dark principalities. There’s harbor, calm, and quiet peace, Beside The God Who Sees. He Who Sits In the Heavens and Laughs, Says, There’s no need to fear. You bring me the burdens, It becomes my task, Relax, and just draw near His arm is not shortened, that it cannot save, From sin, sickness and death His only Son has power over the grave, So, there’s no need to stress He loves to manifest Himself strong For His Glory on our behalves He presides over us with song While He sits in the Heaven and Laughs |