There She Stands

When the night seems to say

All hope is lost, gone away.

But I know I’m not alone.

By the light, she stands.

There she waves, faithful friend,

Shimmering stars, westward wind,

Show the way, carry me,

To the place she stands.

Just when you think it might be over,

Just when you think the fight is gone,

Someone will risk his life to raise her,

There she stands.

There she flies, clear blue skies,

Reminds us with red of those that died,

Washed in white by the brave,

In their strength, she stands.

When evil calls itself a martyr,

When all your hopes come crashing down,

Someone will pull her from the rubble,

There she stands.

We’ve seen her flying torn and tattered.

We’ve seen her stand the test of time.

And, through it all the fools have fallen.

There she stands.

By the dawn’s early light,

And through the fight…

She stands.

 

~There She Stands by Michael W. Smith