Stand up, Friends

Praise the God who changes places,
Leaves the lofty seat,
Welcomes us with warm embraces,
Stoops to wash our feet.
Stand up, friends!
Hold your heads high!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!

Praise the Rabbi, speaking, doing
All that God intends,
Dying, rising, faith renewing,
Calling us his friends.
Stand up, friends!
Hold your heads high!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!

Praise the Breath of Love, whose freedom
Spreads our waking wings,
Lifting ev'ry blight and burden
Till the spirit sings;
Stand up, friends!
Hold your heads high!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!

Praise, until we join the singing
Far beyond our sight,
With the Ending and Beginning
Dancing in the light.
Stand up, friends!
Hold your heads high!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!
Freedom is our song! Alleluia!

Brian Wren
David Haas