| Well, I burns like a raging fire, from my head down to my feet, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me, |
| Well, my spirit’s reaching higher, as my arms stretch out as wings, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me, |
| Oh, it must be the power of God flowing through me, |
| There’s a wind that blows through my soul when I dance before my king, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me. |
| Oh, it leaves my soul on fire from the spark of joy it brings, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me, (must be the power) |
| It’s an uncontrolled desire to dance, to shout and sing, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me. |
| Oh, it must be the power of God flowing through me, |
| Oh, it must be the power of God flowing through me, yeah, |
| There’s a wind that blows through my soul when I dance before my king, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me. |
| Oh. |
| Power of God flowing through me, |
| Oh, it must be the power of God flowing through me, yeah, |
| There’s a wind that blows through my soul when I dance before my king, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me, yeah. |
| Flowing through me. |
| There’s a wind that blows through my soul when I dance before my king, |
| It must be the power of God flowing through me. |