Στοίχοι: Rich Mullins. If I Stand.
There's more that rises in the morning
Than the sun
And more that shines in the night
Than just the moon
There's more than just this fire here
That keeps me warm
In a shelter that is larger
Than this room
There's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiment
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver
Of all good things
CHORUS:
So if I stand, let me stand on the promise
That You will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
If I sing, let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
But if I weep, let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home
There's more that dances on the prairies
Than the wind
Moe that pulses in the ocean
Than the tide
There's a love that is fiercer
Than the love between friends
More gentle than a mother's
When a baby's at her side
And there's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiment
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver
Of all good things
CHORUS
Than the sun
And more that shines in the night
Than just the moon
There's more than just this fire here
That keeps me warm
In a shelter that is larger
Than this room
There's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiment
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver
Of all good things
CHORUS:
So if I stand, let me stand on the promise
That You will pull me through
And if I can't, let me fall on the grace
That first brought me to You
If I sing, let me sing for the joy
That has born in me these songs
But if I weep, let it be as a man
Who is longing for his home
There's more that dances on the prairies
Than the wind
Moe that pulses in the ocean
Than the tide
There's a love that is fiercer
Than the love between friends
More gentle than a mother's
When a baby's at her side
And there's a loyalty that's deeper
Than mere sentiment
And a music higher than the songs
That I can sing
The stuff of earth competes for the allegiance
I owe only to the Giver
Of all good things
CHORUS