Verse 1
In the land where the olive trees grow,
Where prophets once walked in ages ago,
The fire still burns though the world turns away,
And saints bear their cross in the heat of each day.
Verse 2
They gather in fear, in houses of prayer,
With hope in their eyes and the Lord ever near.
Though danger surrounds, and the swords arise,
They lift up His name with joyful tears in their eyes.
Chorus
Still they stand, though the world may fall,
For Christ is their life, their all in all.
No fear can silence the song they raise,
No death can steal their Savior’s praise.
From ashes and blood, His church will rise—
Still they stand, with Christ before their eyes.
Verse 3
They've taken their homes, they've shattered the peace,
But cannot destroy the faith that won't cease.
For love is something no hatred can kill,
And Christ walks among them—He always will.
Bridge
O Lord, how long must Your children bleed?
But even in pain, You are all that they need.
They counted the cost, they’ve chosen the loss,
And wear on their brows the mark of Your cross.
Chorus
Still they stand, though the night is long,
Your Spirit within makes the weakest strong.
No grave can silence the truth they sing,
No chain can bind their risen King.
With courage born of Calvary's price—
Still they stand, with Christ before their eyes.
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So raise up their cry, let the heavens resound,
The martyrs’ blood speaks from holy ground.
Till every tear is wiped from the land,
Still they stand… still they stand.