Ancient prophets wrote of a future,
Visions of a war fought with words.
They saw us enlisted for the Master
Our message cutting deeper than the sword
We are enlisted through faith in our Father, we wear his armor
We speak His voice
We share His truth
Even when our numbers are few
And in return, he makes us strong, as we march toward the dawn of His reign
And we fight on our knees when we pray
In this time the toughest battles rage in the silent chambers of our souls
Standing with friends who choose His way, our Savior proves to us we're not alone
We are enlisted through faith in our Father, we wear his armor
We speak His voice
We share His truth
Even when our numbers are few
And in return, he makes us strong, as we march toward the dawn of His reign
And we fight on our knees when we pray
Onward Christian soldiers, marching as to war
with the cross of Jesus going on before
Christ the royal master leads against the foe
Forward into battle, see His banners roll
We speak His voice
We share His truth
Even when our numbers are few
And in return, he makes us strong, as we march toward the dawn of His reign
And we fight on our knees when we pray