For the lonely and forgotten,
for the weary and distressed,
For the refugee and orphan,
and for all who are oppressed,
For the stranger who is pleading
while insulted and despised,
Will You rise? Will You rise?
Rise up! Rise up!
The earth will fear the Lord
when You avenge the poor.
May Your kingdom come . . .
O rise up!
Hear how Rachel, she is weeping.
How she will not be consoled.
And the children in our keeping,
are their bodies bought and sold?
And the watchmen, he is sleeping.
Do You see them with Your eyes?
Will You rise? Will You rise?
Rise up! Rise up!
The earth will fear the Lord
when You avenge the poor.
May Your kingdom come . . .
O rise up!
As Your will is done in heaven,
Let it now be done below
Let Your daily bread be given,
Let Your kingdom come and grow
Lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us, we cry
Will You rise? Will You rise?
Rise up! Rise up!
The earth will fear the Lord
when You avenge the poor.
And bare Your holy arm
to keep them safe from harm,
May Your kingdom come . . .
O rise up!

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