Thy Sword Thy Shield by The Restoration (US) Lyrics

Thy Sword, Thy Shield will lead me home
This empty world won’t keep me long
My daughter Constance and my life
Are yours to mold through toil and strife

O Lord, bring me home;
To Glory, bring me home
Rise up, my soul, from shadow;
To Glory, bring me home

First Manassas robbed my pride
And earthly illness claimed my wife
The cotton fields and grinding stone
Are stairs to the Redeemer’s Throne

O Lord, bring me home;
To Glory, bring me home
Rise up, my soul, from shadow;
To Glory, bring me home

Lord, let me be Thy mouth and hand
That I might speak Your Will to man
I long for visions and Thy Word
Until my soul joins with my Lord
O Lord, bring me home;
To Glory, bring me home
Rise up, my soul, from shadow;
To Glory, bring me home