Get Up Songtext
von Evan Craft
Get Up Songtext
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
Or 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, oh, oh
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′ve save?
Well I want heaven to feel them lifting up his name
Singing hallelujah with those saints
We're singing
Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Unashamed
That we are saved by his grace, oh, oh
Get up, get up, get up
Everybody
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Come on with me
We are singing, tell everyone his fame
Come on, oh
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
We're singing
Get up, get up, get up
Stand up, stand up, stand up
We are saved by his grace
Come on now
Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
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
Come on now
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
We′re singing
Get up, get up, get up (why should we worry about tomorrow?)
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Why can′t we love our brothers too? Yeah
All the brothers in the world
Get up, get up, get up
Stand up, stand up, stand up (all the boys and the girls)
Everybody come on (come on)
Why can′t we love our brothers today
Jesus did not come so I can take my sweet time
Or 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, oh, oh
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′ve save?
Well I want heaven to feel them lifting up his name
Singing hallelujah with those saints
We're singing
Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Unashamed
That we are saved by his grace, oh, oh
Get up, get up, get up
Everybody
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Come on with me
We are singing, tell everyone his fame
Come on, oh
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
We're singing
Get up, get up, get up
Stand up, stand up, stand up
We are saved by his grace
Come on now
Get up, get up, get up
And proclaim
Stand up, stand up, stand up
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
Come on now
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
We′re singing
Get up, get up, get up (why should we worry about tomorrow?)
Stand up, stand up, stand up
Why can′t we love our brothers too? Yeah
All the brothers in the world
Get up, get up, get up
Stand up, stand up, stand up (all the boys and the girls)
Everybody come on (come on)
Writer(s): Nicolo Cuvilie, Simeon Richards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com