Saturday, October 6, 2007

In the Service of our King

Depart, if you seek the glories of war.
It is not what this march is for.
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

We march long and hard among the deads
Down this nocturnal road where evil treads,
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

Meals of only His wine and bread.
In remembrance of his thorn crowned head.
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

Charges of dragoons and snipers' fires
Laid our comrades on funeral pyres.
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

Howitzer fires, and shrapnel and flak
No artillery piece could turn us back.
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

Belt, breastplate, helmet and shield
Protect us in the potter's field.
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

Our weapon is His Spirit's sword
The Word of God which can't be ignored.
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

Tempted to give chase when we pierced their flanks.
The line, we hold steady, we don't break ranks
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

Patiently we wait for His trumpet's call
When we finally charge and take it all.
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.

We march long and hard among the deads
Down this nocturnal road where evil treads,
Commissioned we are
To serve
In the Lord's advance guard.
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