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ARISE MY SISTERS
ARISE MY SISTERS
From Eve to Sarah
from Esther to Mary
from servant to princess
daughter and wife
the time has come
to make much of your beauty
drink deep from your wisdom
give voice to your song
build a pulpit for your message
and let the true resurrection come
My father is angry
you dare lay hands
on his daughters
abuse them for your pleasures
jail them for your pride
make much of your rules
that litter the nations with lies
The day has come
for a new a sword to be burnished
a new power to rise
where the beast has done most harm
the angels arrive
Now you cowards of religion
you bullies of control
you who have used my sisters
and left them weeping
on the floors of the night
my weapons are not carnal
so you had better beware
blindness will take you
in the depths of your pride
Lift up your prayers
you women of the earth
you were not created
to be taken as spoil
the destiny before you
will silence the enemy of all
Like many men before me
I have a debt to repay
for the love that has been shown me
in all of my days
No more the brass heavens
no more the prisons of pain
the call of the warrior
will pour through your veins
Arise my sisters
your time has come
Stephen
From Eve to Sarah
from Esther to Mary
from servant to princess
daughter and wife
the time has come
to make much of your beauty
drink deep from your wisdom
give voice to your song
build a pulpit for your message
and let the true resurrection come
My father is angry
you dare lay hands
on his daughters
abuse them for your pleasures
jail them for your pride
make much of your rules
that litter the nations with lies
The day has come
for a new a sword to be burnished
a new power to rise
where the beast has done most harm
the angels arrive
Now you cowards of religion
you bullies of control
you who have used my sisters
and left them weeping
on the floors of the night
my weapons are not carnal
so you had better beware
blindness will take you
in the depths of your pride
Lift up your prayers
you women of the earth
you were not created
to be taken as spoil
the destiny before you
will silence the enemy of all
Like many men before me
I have a debt to repay
for the love that has been shown me
in all of my days
No more the brass heavens
no more the prisons of pain
the call of the warrior
will pour through your veins
Arise my sisters
your time has come
Stephen
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