Forty-thousand children die each day 'cause there's no food to eat,
That's forty-thousand mothers whose children lie dead at their feet,
Oh Lord, make haste to answer me, because my heart is failing,
Oh people, listen to the rap, and saints of God start praying.

God rose from the tomb,
Hostile wiles, no room,
I'm packed and strapped for the troops of doom,
Disperse the light in flash, blind the enemy,
At times, I got dropped...but they're not pinning me down,
A freeze frame formed in this session, from line to line and section to section,
From resurrection, Christ's still flexing,
So keep on looking up for his direction.

Keep on looking up, (when the devil try to get you down)
Keep on looking up, (look to the hills)
Keep on looking up, look up, look up, (until you see his face, you got to look)
Keep on looking up.

Within our country, another day's a struggle to survive,
I pray the message in this song will help to open up your eyes,
Oh Lord, make haste to answer me, because my heart is failing,
My Lord, we need your help: this ship of sin just keeps on sailing.

Engage in praise, a final attack in this combat,
Come too close to the G, you're in contact,
Range-running, scared, unprepared,
Live a life just like Christ, who dared to lay down his life to save a few who knew the curse was reversed - it broke the bloodline, from Adam to Christ,
So now I do find time to keep my eyes on the goal-line.

Keep on looking up, (when the devil try to get you down)
Keep on looking up, (look to the hills)
Keep on looking up, look up, look up, (until you see his face, you got to look)
Keep on looking up.

A better world is what we're searching for,
And by his stripes we're healed, so who could ever ask for more'
Oh, come unto the lamb of God, for you his heart is aching,
My Lord, we need you right now. (spread your light on)

Look to the hills, that's where your help comes from,
Look to the hills, that's where your help comes from.

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