Stand Up

Now when I was just a little child

Enrolled in elementary school

That big 'ol teacher

Would ask me a question

And I'd sit there

Trembling like a fool

So I asked my daddy,

I said, What's wrong with me?

He said, Son, if you know the answer

This is how it's got to be

He said

CHORUS:

You've got to stand up

And be counted

You've got to raise your hand

And let them call your name

You've got to stand up

If you want to be counted

Lift your voice

And don't ever be ashamed

The next day at school

The teacher asked a question

And she shot a look my way

And I stood right up

And I said, Teacher

There's something

That I've got to say

You know the grass below is green

And the sky above is blue

And Columbus found this country

In 1492

You need to stand up

And be counted

You've got to raise your hand

And just let them call your name

You've got to stand up

If you want to be counted

Lift your voice

And don't ever be ashamed

Now I believe the Lord

He's looking for someone

Who's gonna stand up

For the Church

And he wants you to stand up

On the street

And where you go to school

And where you go to work

And in a world filled with darkness

That's surrounded by the night

Someone needs to stand up for Jesus

And start to shine that Light

We need to stand up

And be counted

We need to raise our hands

And start to praise His matchless Name

We need to stand up

If we want to be counted

Lift your voice

And don't ever, ever, ever

Be ashamed