(Oh, hallelujah)
We are rooted in the Lord
When the winds of trial begin to blow
I know exactly where my soul must go
Deep in the soil of His amazing grace
Standing strong in this holy place
Rooted in Christ, I will not be moved
By His mighty hand, His love is proved
Strong and big like a cinnamon tree
Praise Him, His favor is covering me
(Yes Lord)
Storms may rage and the thunders roll
But His sweet presence satisfies my soul
Spreading my branches to the sky above
Filled with the power of His endless love
Rooted in Christ, I will not be moved
By His mighty hand, His love is proved
Strong and big like a cinnamon tree
Praise Him, His favor is covering me
(Yes Lord)
Thank You Jesus, rooted and strong
Amen