Rise Up Children Of The Light

RISE UP CHILDREN OF THE LIGHT


They say they speak for God but this I know.

Their words are hatred it can’t be so.

By their fruit I’ll know them, I know they lie.

If I listen to them take their words inside my heart will die.

So Rise up children of the light.

It’s time for love; not time to fight.

If the BEAST comes knocking at my,

knocking at my door, God make me strong.

You pray to Allah, I call on God.

You kneel towards Mecca. I search the sky.

We both have children born to live and thrive.

Let us reach for heaven, we’ve got to try or in graves they’ll all lie.

So rise up children of the living God,

It’s time for healing there’s been too much blood.

If the BEAST comes knocking at my,

knocking at my door, God make me strong.

Allah blesses not the murdering hand.

Nor God the bombs that scorch the night.

Been eye for eye, and now we’re going blind.

Take my hand sweet brother there’s an end in sight

if we turn to the light.

So rise up children of the open heart.

It’s time to rise up; time to claim the world.

When the BEAST come knocking at our, knocking at our door,

God keep us strong.

When the BEAST come knocking at our, knocking at our door,

God keep us strong.


Words & Music © Mark E. Adams-Westin 10-15-2001