Sunday, November 28, 2010

Rise up, Rise

You may not understand but now is the hour
We all bear lightning from our hands
Born of fire embued with life
We are able to command such power
For we are made in the image of God
We create as did our maker
We translate our birth
As a gift of nature
But it was created by the one
Who embued us with such fire
Never back down never give ground
We are the ones born of fire
We are the ones who have begun
The long path ordered to restore the throne
Of the one who made us as his own
We all bear lightning we all were born
Of molten steel, with a purpose
Never to fall, never to fail
Made for a reason, to prevail
So rise up, so rise