Flame - We Gon' Reign lyrics

[Intro] You know my heart was broke... When I heard about the 21 Coptic Christians While at the same time I was encouraged I pray we can learn from our persecuted brothers and sisters... across the globe Lord, give us courage [Verse 1: Flame] Can't you see the persecution that's been happening around us? Jesus told us it would happen. Don't be surprised, huh With tears in our eyes, even though they surround us That Kingdom of Heaven is ours! God, He will crown us! Somalia and Libya might imprison and bomb us We've been a victim of terrorism for telling Jesus is alive! To the 21 Coptic Christians living down on that cold beach Soon as their blood hit the sea, they were then present with God! [Bridge: Flame] If we suffer with Him, we gon' reign To be absent from the body means I present with the King To the persecuted Church around the globe, remember: The gates of Hell won't prevail; can't stop Him, no. (CHURCH!!) [Hook: Flame] He gon', He gon' build His Church, He gon' build His Church The gates of Hell won't prevail. Gon' build His Church He gon' build His Church. He gon', He gon' build His Church. (What He say? What He say? What He say?) The gates of Hell won't prevail. Gon' build His..... [Verse 2: Flame] The global reality of persecution, I pray it never breaks us That it would never shake our faith and we would lay down our lives Places like North Korea, Nigeria, Syria, where they make us The objects of aggression putting pressure on all sides Criminal mobs' really just fanatics try to intimidate us Even government regulation ban and outlaw Christ Where societal pressure, family and friends will forsake us You can ask those Pakistani and Egyptian Christians they tyrannize [Bridge] [Hook] [Outro: Russell Moore] No matter how we are suffering, no matter how we are persecuted, no matter how we are marginalized, our identity is not in whatever is happening to us right now. Our identity is seated at the Right Hand of God and He is feeling just fine ... Cause He's promised us in the short-term as cross on our backs. And He's promised us in the long-term a Crown of Life. (A Crown of Life)