Hillsong UNITED - All Things Are Possible Lyrics
Lyrics
Almighty God, my Redeemer, my Hiding Place, my Safe Refugee, no other name like Jesus, no power can stand against You.
My feet are planted on this rock, and I will not be shaken, my hope it comes from You alone, my Lord and my Salvation. Your praise is always on my lips, Your Word is living in my heart, and I will praise You with a new song, my soul will bless You Lord. You fill my life with greater joy, Yes, I delight myself in You, and I will praise You with a new song, my soul will bless You Lord.
When I am weak You make me strong, when I'm poor, I know I'm rich, for in the power of Your name. All things are possible, all things are possible, all things are possible, all things are possible!
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All Things Are Possible - Hillsong Worship
Meaning & Inspiration
The repetition in this Hillsong Worship track is an editorial nightmare. When a song hammers a single phrase four times at the finish line, it isn’t building intensity; it’s just running out of ideas. Music is supposed to move us somewhere, but here, the chorus feels like it’s spinning its wheels in the mud.
Yet, there is a specific line that stops the bleeding: "When I'm poor, I know I'm rich."
That line works because it’s a direct hit to the gut. It isn’t just religious talk; it’s a statement of radical inversion. In a world obsessed with net worth and upward mobility, the claim that poverty can be a form of wealth feels like a lie until you’re actually sitting in the middle of a disaster. It’s the kind of thing you can only say if you’ve stopped trying to bargain with God for a better bank balance.
It echoes 2 Corinthians 6:10, where Paul talks about being "poor, yet making many rich." There is a specific kind of clarity that arrives when you have nothing left to protect. When your floor falls out, you finally see what the bedrock is actually made of. It’s not comfortable, and it rarely feels like a victory in the moment, but it is honest.
The Power Line here is simple: "My feet are planted on this rock, and I will not be shaken."
This works because it admits that the "shaking" is a constant reality. If the ground were already perfectly still, you wouldn't need to talk about being planted. This isn't a song about tranquility; it’s a song about the tension of standing still while the world is trying to knock you off balance. It implies that there is a wind blowing—a violent one—and yet, you aren’t moving.
I struggle with the end, though. "All things are possible" is a dangerous shorthand. In the mouth of a prosperity preacher, it’s a promise of a new car or a healed headache. In the mouth of someone who is actually losing everything, it sounds more like a desperate question.
Does this song acknowledge the crushing weight of reality? Maybe not fully. It brushes past the "why" and jumps straight to the "what." It’s an exercise in willpower, a way of singing yourself into a position of defiance. Sometimes, that’s all we have. Sometimes, the theology is messy, the repetition is grating, but the act of saying it out loud is the only thing keeping the lights on. It doesn't solve the problem, but it keeps the feet on the rock for another hour. That has to be enough.