Текст: Dirt Poor Robins. Rise Up.

Do you give orders to the dawn?
Can you bring forth the way of light?
(Or go to where the dark resides?)

Can you replace a single star?
(Or from it's skies can you divide?)
Did you create the eyes that give you sight?

And though you feel like
You are slain by fires you've come through
Your hope should stay upon
The One whose blood has bought and paid for you

Do you give birth to freeze and frost?
When all is white with fallen snow
(And the waters turn to stone)

Can you command the heaven's rain to overflowing
And then with one hand
Be made still the thunder's undertoning?

Rise up on wings like eagles
All those who call upon His name
Will run and not grow weary

We will walk and never grow faint
Rise up there's strength to follow
Rise up, He's calling us to go

The sea's a teardrop in His hand
The earth is dust within His grasp
(That passes through the hourglass)

Though you may feel you are alone, left disregarded
You're in the flock of He
Who shepherds lost and broken hearted

Rise up on wings like eagles
All those who call upon His name
Will run and not grow weary

We will walk and never grow faint
Rise up there's strength to follow
Rise up, He's calling us to go

And though we struggle
With the fear of doom impending
We know our future holds
A happy ever after ending

Rise up on wings like eagles
All those who call upon His name
Will run and not grow weary

We will walk and never grow faint
Rise up there's strength to follow
Rise up, He's calling us to go, calling us to go