Hearken, children, to the sound
A bird dives, screaming, to the ground
Rise out of the water!
Stand up from the water!
Children, children, rise!
Dipped in Jordan, cleansed from guile
Israel waited all the while
To see you rise:
Fill your widening eyes!
To the glory, glory,
Riding on the air in glowing glory
Writhing on this earth in the mortal human story
Out of the rolling Jordan’s flood
Rising and stand on riverbottom mud
Riverbank trees a-quiver in the wind–
Take it all in! children
Ezekiel was taken up
And John of Patmos, too
Rise and see the signs of the times
Let the spirit raise you, children.
let yourselves be taken up
As David struck his sheepgut lyre
To raise his king from dread,
When Jesus from Isaiah read
The elders could not raise a hand
Resurrection spread the land
The dead no more could keep it down
Paul, that saint of fleshly woe,
Three heavens high his soul did go
And many more you’ll come to know, children
In your rising from the waters
Into the wind by the river
In the glory of your rising, children, children