Evan Craft - Get Up Songtexte

Why do we worry about tomorrow, oh
Why can’t we love our brothers today
Jesus did not come so I can take my sweet time
Don’t be ashamed to spread his name
Let not another chance slip away
Just tell the lost of his fame
So now I will sing to all you saints

We’re singing,

Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Unashamed
We are saved by his grace
Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Unashamed
We are living to tell everyone his name
Where are the preachers of this soapbox
Are we content with those we save
I want heaven to them lifting up his name
Singing hallelujah with those saints

Let not another chance slip away
Tell the lost of his fame
Now I will sing to all you saints
Let not another chance slip away
Tell the lost of his fame
Now I will sing to all you saints
Get up, get up, get up
Stand up, stand up, stand up
We are saved by his grace
Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
We’re unashamed
We are living to tell everyone now everyone now
Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Unashamed
We are saved by his grace
Get up, get up, get up
All you saints
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Everyone now
We are living to tell everyone his fame
Get up, get up, get up
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Get up, get up, get up
Stand up, stand up, stand up
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