Danny Gokey - Rise Lyrics
Lyrics
There's a brokenness inside of you
There's a wound that still reminds you
Of the fear, shame and rejection
You have seen it, you have seen it
You know it's time to get up
But your heart's paralyzed, you're so stuck
You're past the point of trying again
You're defeated, you're defeated
But something inside you can't deny
You hear the call of your creator
I made you for more, unlocked the door
I wanna restore your glory
So rise
Breaking the dark, piercing the night
You're made to shine
An army of hope
Bringing the world
A radiant light
A radiant light
You were made to rise, rise
Lift your head and look around you
See the dreams you lost, they have found you
And the heart that once was beating
Is coming back to life
Coming back to life
But something inside you can't deny
You hear the call of your creator
I made you for more, unlocked the door
I wanna restore your glory
So rise
Breaking the dark, piercing the night
You're made to shine
An army of hope
Bringing the world
A radiant light
A radiant light
You were made to rise, rise
Shut the door on yesterday
Leave what happened in the grave
You were made to rise
You were made to shine
Creations longing for the day
For kings and queens to take their place
You were made to rise
You were made to shine
Rise
Breaking the dark
Piercing the night
Made to shine
Bring the world
A radiant light
Rise
Breaking the dark, piercing the night
You're made to shine
An army of hope
Bringing the world
A radiant light
A radiant light
You were made to rise, rise
You were made to rise, rise
You were made to
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Danny Gokey - RISE
Meaning & Inspiration
Danny Gokey’s "Rise" is the kind of song that keeps a room standing, but I find myself chewing on the architecture of it during the bridge.
The melody is infectious, sure. But as I stand behind the console, listening to the congregation belt out, "Shut the door on yesterday / Leave what happened in the grave," I have to ask myself: where are we actually leaving it?
There’s a tension in those lines. We’re quick to tell people to "shut the door," but the Christian life isn’t about just slamming doors on our past; it’s about having the past redeemed by the One who walked through a physical grave and came out the other side. If we treat our baggage like a dirty room we just lock, we’re ignoring the messy reality of sanctification. Paul didn’t hide his history; he owned it under the banner of grace (1 Timothy 1:15). I worry that when we sing about leaving it in the grave, we might be tempted to bury our wounds instead of bringing them to the light of the Cross.
And then there’s the line, "I wanna restore your glory."
That one stops me cold. As a lyricist, there’s a danger in suggesting that we, the created, have a "glory" waiting to be restored to us. If my glory is the focal point, the path to the Cross starts looking like a circle. We don't possess a dormant, internal splendor waiting for a spark; we possess a desperate need for His glory to replace our own. As John the Baptist said, "He must increase, but I must decrease." If we aren’t careful, these anthems can accidentally turn into a mirror. We end up singing to ourselves rather than singing to the King who actually does the raising.
When the music finally cuts out, the "Landing" feels a bit precarious. We’ve spent the last four minutes telling the room they are made to shine. That’s a heavy weight to carry when the service ends and the Monday morning failures kick in. If the congregation leaves feeling like they are the radiant light, what happens when the light feels dim?
I want to believe this song invites us to stand up, but I hope the people in the back row understand that the only reason they can "rise" is because He already did. We aren’t "kings and queens" because of some inherent potential; we are beggars who have been invited to the table. I just wish the lyrics leaned a little harder into His victory and a little less into our internal revival. It’s a catchy tune, but for the soul to actually heal, we need to make sure we’re looking at the empty tomb, not just our own potential.