Wake Up, Believers

WAKE UP, BELIEVERS JB Fleet [Intro – Low, gritty male singing, haunting piano] There’s a world beyond these walls, And it’s crying through the night. We keep praying for revival While we’re ducking from the light. [Verse 1 – Deep baritone, building intensity] Bibles riding on the dashboard, Crosses hanging from our necks, A thousand polished reasons Why we haven’t moved yet. There’s a mother counting pennies, Trying hard to feed her son. A veteran beneath the streetlight, Wondering what he’s become. There’s a widow in the silence, A child with nowhere to go, A man beneath fluorescent lights Fighting battles on his own. We sing about His mercy, Lift our hands and testify, But how many wounded strangers Have we passed by? [Pre-Chorus – Emotional rising vocals] He never said, “Just praise Me When the Sunday music plays.” He said, “Take up your cross and follow” Through the ordinary days. [Chorus – Explosive, powerful melodic gospel-rock] WAKE UP, WAKE UP! Believers, hear the call! Love is not a word we whisper— Love is reaching when they fall! RISE UP, RISE UP! Let your faith become your feet! Take the light beyond these walls To the broken in the street! No more waiting, no more hiding, No more watching from the side. If we say that Jesus loves them, Let His love come alive! Wake up, believers! Live the words you say! Wake up, believers! Love somebody today! [Verse 2 – Gritty rhythmic delivery, heavy drums] We fight about the buildings, We fight about the names, While a hungry child lies sleeping Underneath our praise. We chart the final hour, Try to name the day, But Christ said, “Love your neighbor,” Not, “Watch the time away.” We keep asking for a blessing, Keep our hands held out for more, While the answer to a stranger’s prayer Is standing at our door. You can quote the Word by memory, Recite it line by line, But a lamp is only useful When it gives somebody light. The Pharisees knew the letters, Wore their righteousness like gold, But the Savior walked among them, And they left the door closed. [Pre-Chorus – Stronger, urgent] He said, “Whatever you have done For the least, you’ve done for Me.” When the King comes asking questions, What will our compassion be? [Chorus – Full drums, soaring vocals] WAKE UP, WAKE UP! Believers, hear the call! Love is not a word we whisper— Love is reaching when they fall! RISE UP, RISE UP! Let your faith become your feet! Take the light beyond these walls To the broken in the street! No more waiting, no more hiding, No more watching from the side. If we say that Jesus loves them, Let His love come alive! Wake up, believers! Live the words you say! Wake up, believers! Love somebody today! [Verse 3 – Intimate, emotional, music drops to piano and cello] I’m not preaching from above you; I’ve been sleeping there as well. I’ve asked God to fix the darkness While I guarded mine so well. I’ve been bruised and brought to silence, I’ve been driven to my knees. I’ve cried, “Lord, where is Your mercy?” Then ignored the hands You gave me. Maybe pain has taught me vision, Maybe grace has made it plain: We become the hands of Jesus When we reach into the pain. I don’t have to move a mountain, I don’t have to heal the earth. I can stand beside one stranger And remind them what they’re worth. [Bridge – Slow, emotional, building toward a roar] Where were we when they were hungry? Where were we when they were cold? Who was there to share the burden? Who was there to hold? We were waiting for a wonder, Waiting for the sky to move. Maybe God has been waiting For His people to move too. [Final Chorus – Massive cinematic drums, gritty lead vocal] WAKE UP, WAKE UP! Let the sleeping Church arise! Believers, hear the call! Let compassion fill our footsteps, Let His mercy lead us all! RISE UP, RISE UP! Be the light He called you to! Take the love beyond these walls Till the world can see it too! Feed the hungry, find the lonely, Lift the ones who cannot stand! No more watching, no more waiting— We were called to lend a hand! WAKE UP, BELIEVERS! Let the world see Jesus through you! WAKE UP, BELIEVERS! Let His love come shining through! [Outro – Quiet, cracked baritone, piano fading] One day I’ll stand before Him, And I know what I want to hear: Not how loud I sang on Sundays, Not how many cheered. Only words from my Redeemer When this broken race is run: “Well done, My good and faithful servant.” Lord, let me be that one.