A lonely voice is singing a song of loneliness,
A lonely voice is singing a song.
Each voice for itself
Is like a little star in the universe.

But no one has to be alone in this world,
More and more people raise their joyful voices!

A time will come for singing
When all your tears are shed,
When sorrow's chains are broken
And broken hearts will mend.

The deaf will hear your singing
When silent tongues are freed.
The lame will join your dancing
When blind eyes learn to see.

Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Raise your joyful voices!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!

A time will come for singing
When trees will raise their boughs,
When men lay down their armour,
And hammer their swords into plows,
When beggars live as princes,
And orphans find their homes,
When prison cells are emptied,
And hatred has grown old.

Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Raise your joyful voices!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!

A time will come for singing
A hymn by hearts foretold,
That kings have sought for ages,
And treasured more than gold.
Its lyrics turn to silver
When sung in harmony.
The Lord of Love will teach us
To sing its melody.

Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Raise your joyful voices!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Raise your joyful voices!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
Stand up! Stand Up! Clap your hands!
We are singing for a world of peace and harmony.
Stand up!