rise above Come and stand And join with me as one Now take my hand and we Will rise above (yeah) (ooh, oh) (yeah) (ooh, oh) (yeah) (ooh, oh) Rise,
in us now come to dwell Sing Noel lift high His praises Christ our Emmanuel Christ our Emmanuel Let every daughter and son of the Father Rise
words by Michael W. Smith, Deborah D. Smith, and Elizabeth L. Jones music by Michael W. Smith Christ the Messiah Savior Christ the
Michael W. Smith and Gary Moore Far above the highest heavens On a throne of crystal light Dwells the God of all creation Rays of
disasters from here to L.A. Drug importers New world order Wars over borders Murder on the subway The social classes - the high rise of taxes Diplomats
now, I'm gonna run and not fall down. I know that someday, I'll get my wings somehow, and you will carry me. you will carry me I'm gonna rise up, like
way Everybody needs to know there's a reason we can trade our pain and replace it with a rush of hope Everybody with a weary heart can fall and rise again
