We are Rising Again!

Father,

You are the God who lifts the low, who strengthens the weak,

who breathes life into bones that forgot how to move.

We trade in our weariness for Your wind. We lay down the weight, and we pick up Your strength.

Where we’ve been walking and fainting—Lift us.

Where we’ve been running and growing weary—

Renew us.

Give us the endurance to keep moving. The strength to keep standing. The vision to keep hoping.

Because You are the God who says:

“They will soar.”

Not sink. Not stall. Not stay stuck.

But soar on wings like eagles.

We are not buried. We are planted.

And we are rising again.

We are not the defeated. We are the delivered. We are not the forgotten. We are the rising remnant.

So tonight, Lord—

Blow Your wind into tired lungs. Set fire to dry hearts.

Lift our heads above the storm. Let us feel that supernatural lift again.

We are rising—

Not because we feel it,

But because You declared it.

We rise in Your power. We rise by Your Spirit.

We rise with hope in our hearts and praise on our lips.