The Sick Will Rise Lyrics

The room was still, but faith was rising

A whisper carried through the air

With oil and hands, the elders gathered

A cry for healing, bold and bright

No fear remained, just expectation

For heaven's power to meet us there

The day You heard, the heavens moved

Mercy poured like morning light

The silence broke, the darkness fled

Your power turned the tide

No prayer is lost, no cry ignored

In Your hands, the sick will rise

You touch the weak, their strength is lifted

You call the broken back to life

No sickness stands before Your presence

No chains remain where You have walked

Your Spirit breathes, the lost awaken

Your word restores, Your name revives

The day You heard, the heavens moved

Mercy poured like morning light

The silence broke, the darkness fled

Your power turned the tide

No prayer is lost, no cry ignored

In Your hands, the sick will rise

You spoke—waves bowed, the storm stood still

Power in Your voice, it always will

Chains broke loose, You set souls free

You're the same today, still moving strong

Healing flows through You, has all along

The deaf will hear, the blind will see

The weary rise in victory

Your kingdom reigns, Your word is true

Forever faithful, ever new

The wounded run, the lost return

Healing flows—watch the fire burn

The day You heard, the heavens moved

Mercy poured like morning light

The silence broke, the darkness fled

Your power turned the tide

No prayer is lost, no cry ignored

In Your hands, the sick will rise

Your power turned the tide

In Your hands

The sick will rise