There's no power this world has to offer No recognition this world has to give That I would not trade for the arms of my savior This no ordinary man that carries us up our mountains Never an orphan, never without him Looking back now I see where his light was Ever before me, ever behind me Looking back now I see where his light was Where his light was There's no power this world has to offer No recognition this world has to give That I would not trade for the arms of my savior This no ordinary man that carried me up my mountain Carried me up