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Isa 52:1-9, Eph 5:14
Blessed is he who comes
In the Name of the Lord
Self denied, crucified
Sold out to the core
Love makes feet beautiful
Mouths a flaming sword
Ready these hands for battle
Teach our knees to war
Wake up, wake up
Put on your strength
Put on your beautiful clothes
Break the chains from your neck.
Wake up, wake up
Put on your strength
Shake yourself from the dust
It’s time to sit up straight
The spirit is willing
Weak is the flesh
To fulfil the bidding
Yet onwards we press
Body inspired
With love so divine
Glory transfigured
Upwards we climb
Sending out a sound
Calling all the people
Ringing the bells
From a new church steeple
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong
© Jacqui Wakelam 2006