We call to the broken hearted
Awaken sons and daughters
Come come come
Come to your freedom
We call to the weak in Spirit
To all those with ears to hear it
Come, Come, Come
Come to your freedom
Wake up, wake up
All you sleepers
Wake up, wake up
All you people
Time to rise
It’s time to rise
Dry bones will come back to life and they’ll start dancing
Blind eyes will finally have sight and they’ll start singing
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise and we’re all singing
Praise, praise, praise, praise, praise to the God of Awakening
We call out those in hiding
To all those who need reviving
Come, come, come
Come to your freedom
Dancing out of our graves
We’re throwing off every chain
You’re church is coming awake
And we’ll sing Your praise