Japan - Echoes of the Rising Sun -- #loveeachother #newmusic #christiansongs #walkwiththeholyspirit

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I walked through neon nights and temple stones,
Searching for peace in a land I call home.
Voices of silence, winds that don’t lie,
But I heard a whisper from beyond the sky.

Shadows fall, but I still rise,
Truth written in these cherry skies.
Ancient fire deep in my soul,
This is revival—He makes me whole.

Rise up, Japan, from shore to shrine,
The Spirit moves in sacred time.
主よ、私を導いて (Shu yo, watashi o michibiite) — Lord, lead me,
この国に光を注いで (Kono kuni ni hikari o sosoide) — Shine light on this land.
Under red moons and rising suns,
Revival dances—watch it run.

Footsteps echo down narrow streets,
Where grace and hustle finally meet.
Honor in blood, but mercy in flame,
Now we march bold in Jesus’ name.

Not by might, not by plan,
But by the breath of the great “I AM.”
History bends to Heaven’s hand,
Revival shakes this sacred land.

Rise up, Japan, the harvest near,
Let the taiko shake the atmosphere.
主よ、私の心はあなたのもの (Shu yo, watashi no kokoro wa anata no mono) — My heart is Yours, O Lord,
リバイバルがここにある (Ribaibaru ga koko ni aru) — Revival is here.
From mountaintop to ocean side,
The Son has risen—we won’t hide.

We were quiet, but now we roar,
The Spirit walks through every door.
Sacred winds begin to blow,
Through every city, faith will grow.

火の川が流れ出す (Hi no kawa ga nagaredasu) — A river of fire begins to flow.
命の声が聞こえる (Inochi no koe ga kikoeru) — The voice of life can be heard.

I’ve seen idols fall and hearts restored,
As youth cry out to praise the Lord.
Temples tremble, not from fear,
But because the Holy One draws near.

No more silence, no more shame,
We rise and burn in Jesus’ name.
Every corner, every gate,
Now vibrates with revival's weight.

Rise up, Japan, ignite the flame,
Let every soul declare His name.
古いものは過ぎ去った (Furui mono wa sugisatta) — The old is gone,
新しい命が始まる (Atarashii inochi ga hajimaru) — A new life begins.
Under red skies, the church will rise,
No more fear—just Heaven’s cries.

Lanterns drift into the air,
Carrying prayers from everywhere.
He walks with us beneath these skies—
The Rising Son will never die.