O Christian Soldier

You shall stamp down you feet where they are.

You shall strap of the boots of War.

You shall open your mouth in open defiance.

You shall call them out.

You shall call them out.

Yell, scream from rooftops.

You shall call them out.

You shall write words on pages of Light

You shall send them out.

War is declared, trouble for the Enemy

You shall march in defiance and rebellion to them.

You shall call them out.

You shall not stop for any

There shall be none to turn you back now.

You shall call them to War

The Leaders of the World you shall call

The Rulers of this Darkness you shall call

The Enemies of God Most High shall you call

And you shall stand before them

You shall call them out

You shall not fear

For He has made you this day a Stone of Iron.

You shall call them out

You shall declare the purse-proud penniless Kings of Dust

You shall not turn back for any

You shall call them out

This is Conquest

This is your Stand

For he destroys the Mystery of Lawlessness with both Word and Power.

For the Kingdom of Heaven comes not with Word only, but with Power.

You will cry to the Slave-Kings of this World.

You will command them and they shall obey you.

YOU SHALL CALL THEM TO HAR-MEGIDO

YOU SHALL CRY MARANATHA

YOU SHALL WILL

You are Kings and Priests

You shall call them out!