A mustered army holds a banner
Raised on high to move God's hand
His forces ready and sound in number
Will take possession of the land
With yielded hearts the path will clear
So greater love be shown to man
In open war so none should perish
The Word of God fulfills His plan
The marching sound will echo freedom
For there's no fear at all to die
As weapons fashioned for destruction
Shall never harm them passing by
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