Raise us, Lord,

Raise us like windows in this nation

Very high, if You would,

Higher than ever

So that breezes will be sure

To come into our rooms

Refreshing them

High, so that the freshness

Borne by those breezes will cool us

And cool others who come near us.

Raise us, Lord,

Raise us like giant flags

High and colorful

So that we’ll wave in winds

That are warm and strong

We’ll sometimes point north,

Sometimes south—

Sometimes we’ll point east,

Sometimes west

And all the passersby below

Who see us up there waving

Higher than ever

Will pause and smile,

Will say, They’re waving,

Look! They’ll say,

They’re waving at us down here!

Yeah, all those flags

Then those passersby will just smile

Each one at the other

And before continuing on their ways,

Will each wave back at us

They’ll each wave back

At those colorful flags they see

Hearty waves, theirs will be—

Hearty waves of love.

Yeah.