Raise Up Stand Tall
When the day light comes up and the sun
hangs high in the sky, a feeling of warmth
comes inside, wishing and hoping that one day
I'll see that great golden gate where my father
is. He is my rock, and refuge in which I take shelter.
My soul crys out in displeasure; seeing the world being destroyed by the wiles of the enemy causing disease and so much tension, knowing that all the while he laid a trap scared
that you would get your anointing back.
Raise up stand tall and you will see just how much we have the victory. Don't worry about all life's throwed at you, keep focused on the Lord, and he will see us through.
©02/27/2005 Tabatha Hopson