

Not All Angels Play The Harp Standing tall, You soar nobility on display I, in my feeble clay, Watching Wishing To be as loyal as you Fierce, strong Following your leader Into battle Wherever He leads There is an enemy To vanquish Be made to bleed Today, Many are there to save So onward the battle rages Swords, blades glistening Flash in the light As your strong arms raise A new trail is blazed to lead humanity back home Souls to be saved Nations to be raised To live on higher levels To defeat demons, a devil Hell-bent on man’s destruction So forget the peaceful harps Those white fleecy clouds Today, the battle sounds Beneath Christ’s golden crown And mightily you fight on!











