Weapon of Prayer by Jonathan Edwards Lyrics
In that land across the sea, there's a job for you and me
Though our presence there may not be found
We must station there on the battle lines and pray
We must never lay our weapon down
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with their weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapons of prayer
Many thousand miles away, someone sheds their blood today
With a love so true and brave, they've gone
To a war that's yours and mine, let us join the battle line
With a weapon that will save our home
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with their weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayer
When the planes and tanks and guns have done all that they can do
And the mighty bombs have rained and fell
Till the fearful hand above holds the weapon made of love
And against him none on earth prevail
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with their weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayer
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayer
Though our presence there may not be found
We must station there on the battle lines and pray
We must never lay our weapon down
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with their weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapons of prayer
Many thousand miles away, someone sheds their blood today
With a love so true and brave, they've gone
To a war that's yours and mine, let us join the battle line
With a weapon that will save our home
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with their weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayer
When the planes and tanks and guns have done all that they can do
And the mighty bombs have rained and fell
Till the fearful hand above holds the weapon made of love
And against him none on earth prevail
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with their weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayer
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayer