Make Way

Richard Shekari

Make Way

Verse 1:
Who is like the Lord, whose words are pure?
Who is like our King, whose love is sure?
Are you of the royal blood, His chosen line?
Through His Son we’re crowned, His glory now is mine.

Rejoice, for the King is here,
Praise His name, for our hope is near.
Celebrate the Most High, our Lord,
Sing His praise, for He alone is God.

Chorus:
Make way! The King of Kings is here,
All thrones must fall, all crowns disappear.
Every knee will bow, every tongue will say,
Glory to the Father — He reigns forever!

Verse 2:
Mountains bow low when His feet draw near,
Oceans grow still at His voice so clear.
Nations will tremble, the heavens proclaim,
There’s none like the Lord — all yield to His name.

Make way — for His throne draws near,
Every heart shall be cleansed from fear.
Shout His praise — our God Most High,
His glory fills both earth and sky. Chorus

Bridge:
Idols are silent, their power is none,
Men fade like shadows before the Sun.
Creation itself lifts a mighty cry:
“The Lord alone is God Most High!” (2x) Chorus

Copyright 2025 Richard Shekari
Written, produced and performed by Richard Shekari.