In the harbor there’s a lady,
Made of metal and stone;
She lights the way for people
Who want to make the land
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Hear the trumpet blast
That rings out through the land
calling a Holy Army,
That will move at God’s command.
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Chorus:
You've gotta fall on the rock
or the Rock's gonna fall on you
You've gotta fall on the Rock
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When your faith is tired
And you're feelin' old
Livin in a land
That's not hot or cold
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Rise up O daughter of Zion
Rise up O Bride of Christ
Rise up in the Favor He’s won us
Rise up and shake off the chains
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The train just keeps on running,
mile after weary mile;
the ghosts of tortured souls,
still linger on the rails.
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Why should I forbear to dance,
because you have no joy?
Should I sit and mope the day away,
in sympathy for your gloom?
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For a moment I lost myself in the dance,
and dared to dream beyond it.
The music stopped and you melted away;
and I woke from my hopeful vision.
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In the mountain lands of Atenveldt,
in green forest there is hid,
a little bit of paradise,
called the shire of Nathar Airgid.
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