Stand
Upon the Line
It’s time to blow the trumpet, to let its warning
sound,
And finally stand together, as one on hallowed ground.
Now all around the world, the evil has crept in,
And some don’t even realize they wear the face of sin.
There is a master marksman and cunning is the bow,
His quiver filled with evil, while he laughs at what
he’ll sow.
He’s watching for your weakness, all targets are in
place,
Each time he shoots an arrow, a soul has been erased.
He’s using all his power to catch you in the snare,
And when you’ve given hope away, he knows that you
won’t care.
His face the mask of evil and wickedness his joy,
Because he has deceived the world, his goal, a soul,
destroy.
The only way that he can live is to steal the life you
own,
Then slowly take away your will, to make his presence
known.
He changes one’s perspective, greed makes you want it
all,
Know the higher up the star, much greater is the fall.
He has his own alliance; they hold his evils high,
And if you do not choose a side, they will not pass
you by.
Some have lost the whisper that guides their inner
light,
Because they have ignored it, they have no strength to
fight.
It’s time to show your courage, to stand upon the
line,
Unveil your gleaming armor and show how bright you
shine.
Like soldiers in a battle, who learn to fight as one,
It will take each one of us, to lift our fallen sons.
Come stand behind God’s army and with them make your
choice,
So you can hear the whisper, the sound of freedom’s voice.
Then you will have the strength to stand and join the
fight,
Unveil your gleaming armor and let them see your
light.
The warriors have now started, to hear the battle
call,
Protected by God’s armor, for evil’s final fall.
Wendy
S. Peck
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