Victor Ivyic - I WILL RUN TO YOU Lyrics
Lyrics
Here are the lyrics for "I Will Run To You" by Victor Ivyic.
Intro Run to you Run to you Eeeh Yahweh Yahweh Yahweh I will I will run to you
Verse Every day of my life I will run to you Every day of my life I will run to you Every day of my life I will praise your name Every day of my life
Chorus I will run run run to you Yahweh I will jump jump jump for you Yahweh I will run run run to you Yahweh I will jump jump jump for you Yahweh
Bridge I will run... to you I will jump... for you
(Instrumental Break)
Refrain Halle Halle Hallelujah Halle Halle Hallelujah Halle Halle Hallelujah Halle Halle
Bridge 2 Hallelujah You are Yahweh Hallelujah You are Yahweh (Oh-oh-oh)
Chorus I will run run run to you Yahweh I will jump jump jump for you Yahweh I will run run run to you Yahweh I will jump jump jump for you Yahweh
Outro Amen amen amen Amen Amen amen Hallelujah Amen Amen Amen Amen
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Victor Ivyic - I WILL RUN TO YOU (Lyrical Version)
Meaning & Inspiration
Victor Ivyic’s "I Will Run To You" feels like a frantic, necessary scramble. When you listen to the way he leans into those verbs—run, jump—it doesn’t feel like a casual Sunday morning stroll. It sounds more like someone who has realized exactly where their safety is located and is moving toward it with a kinetic, desperate urgency.
In the modern worship circuit, we are used to the slow-burn, the atmospheric build-up, and the overly curated emotional arcs of CCM. This song skips that entirely. It pulls from the rhythmic, percussive DNA of contemporary Nigerian gospel, where the body is meant to participate in the theology. You aren’t meant to sit still while Ivyic sings about running. The repetition of "run run run" and "jump jump jump" isn't just a catchy hook; it’s an invitation to physical exhaustion, a posture of surrender that looks suspiciously like a sprint.
Consider the line, "I will jump jump jump for you Yahweh." There’s a simplicity here that borders on the primal. We often complicate our relationship with the Divine with dense theology, but the act of jumping—defying gravity, shaking off the weight of a week—is an embodied liturgy. It brings to mind David dancing before the Ark in 2 Samuel 6. David didn’t dance because he was trying to look spiritual; he danced because his context—the presence of God—demanded a reaction that his ordinary vocabulary couldn't handle. Ivyic captures that same chaotic joy. He bypasses the brain and goes straight for the kinetic energy of the believer.
But then, the song hits a strange, almost jarring pivot with the refrain: "Halle Halle Hallelujah." This is the oldest, most settled language in the canon, contrasting sharply with the frantic movement of the verses. It creates a fascinating friction. You have this high-energy, almost desperate pursuit, followed by this ancient, rhythmic chant. It’s like Ivyic is saying, "I am moving, I am running, and even when I catch my breath, the only thing that comes out is the name of the One I’m chasing."
Is the message lost in the vibe? Maybe a little, if you’re looking for a sermon. If you’re waiting for the lyrics to unpack the intricacies of grace, you’ll be left waiting. But there’s a distinct honesty in that. We don't always have a poem for God. Sometimes, we just have a pulse, a pair of legs, and an instinct to move toward the only thing that keeps us upright.
It leaves me wondering: when the music stops, and the urge to jump fades, what is left of that runner? The song doesn't answer that. It just stops, leaving you with that repetition of "Amen," which feels less like a conclusion and more like a weary, satisfied sigh at the finish line. It’s a track that doesn't care about being polished; it only cares about the momentum. And in a culture that treats worship like a performance, there is something deeply grounding about a song that just wants to see how fast you’re willing to go toward the Altar.