Get Up! - Poem by Myra Smith
Get up from the place, which you lay.
Get on your knees and begin to pray.
Yield to God’s will, and his commandments obey.
He will guide you through this day.
Get up and out and move about.
He has not given you a spirit of fear or doubt.
No need for you to cry and pout.
The lord is going to work it out.
Get up from there and wipe your tears.
Gods never left you over the years.
He knows all your pains and your fears.
Just cast them on him he truly cares.
Get up get up the time is now.
Before God’s thrown, begin to bow.
God will avenge you, this I vow.
It is done Hallelujah anyhow.
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