Imagine. . . This large open plain A massive battlefield Where today in another war Many demons yet might I Still be forced to kill
Thick helmet on my head Chain metal on my chest Finally I step forward Serving my Master’s undying quest To bring home the lost
A great dark enemy’s army Gathers in this earthly field Hoping to devour And my most precious faith Longing to at last kill
But we have a Living, Risen KING! Upon our dusty clay Did He with human feet Sleep, cry and trod This our Holy, Beautiful, ALMIGHTY GOD!
So take heart The battle is not over Onward it still rages As written within A Holy Book’s eternal pages And for us the best of news? God wins, Christ wins His Spirit all evil will subdue And if you so choose Saving us, I, we and you!!
SoulSails 