

Warriors of faith, where have you gone?
You once mighty men
have grown fat and lazy You sit idly by as the enemy
advances
Your armor is dented and rusted in the dark
Your armor lies in a scrap pile beside you Your sword lies
blunted and tarnished in the corner
Your faith has grown cold and weary It longs to be reignited
once again
Rise up!
Warrior, it's time to fight and train!
Rise up!
Stoke the coals and embers to a flame!
Forge and repair your armor Sharpen and clean your sword!
(rise up!)
Remove the shackles the enemy placed about you Rise up!
Serve Him in battle once again Rise up!
For now the kingdom must advance
No longer slaves to the deceiver But servants of the Savior!
So rise and charge into the fray
Let the deceiver tremble in fear For mighty men have taken up
arms again! (victory!)