Silence Is Spoken
Where silence is spoken
The great worriors of old arise
Saints of the new and old come forth
See here, the Body is weak
Awaken, O saints
For our time is nigh
Our Great Lord God beckons us
O, He beckons us to His side
Quiet is the voice in which He hails
Narrow is the path that we must tread
In darkness there is light
In hardship there is song
Praise His name all you who are deaf
Praise His name all you who are mute
Praise Him all you who are ill
Praise Him both big and small
Praise Him all you saints
All creation joins us in chorus
For His name is great
Father, we plea, You show us Your face
God, we cry, You leave us not
The Prince of Darkness crouches
O, he crouches at our door
This world, so dark and lonely
To him has fallen fast
This race, mighty and strong
Cries to You, O God
Raise us up on eagle's wings
Arouse us from our slumber
Beckon us once again, Mighty God
Beckon us to Your side
We will tread these lands
We saints of old
Sound the trumpet and the symbols
Cry out, for our time has come
Arise, O church from your recess
Awaken from your long respite
Christ, The Lord, has come at last
Praise Him, who, from all blessings flow
He is on high
He is our Lord
And we will provail
For He is our Great Commander
We cannot fail, O saints
For our God leads us on to victory
Amen!
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