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Rise Up To Pray

Jim Crow had been put to rest                                                                                                                                                Civil unrest was able to rest                                                                                                                                            

The Vietnam war finally ended                                                                                                                                                       War protesters also took a rest                                                                                                                                                

We went to the moon and back                                                                                                                                              The cold war had been won                                                                                                                                

"Tear down these walls" was done                                                                                                                                          We corrected many of our wrongs                                                                                                                               

But from God we slowly went astray                                                                                                                              We ate and drank, and rose up to play*                                                                                                                    

There may be trouble just ahead,                                                                                                                                         But let's not lose our heads.                                                                                                                                            

There's a fork in the road just ahead,                                                                                                                                May God be honored and direct our path.                                                                                                                                          

God is still pleading on his throne                                                                                                                                  For His children to come back home.                                                                                                                      

102420PS                                                                                                                                                                    *Inspired by Exodus 32:6

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