Come, come with me unto the fields of the Lord
Bring your helmet and shield, bring your Bible and sword,
For great is danger – greater still, the reward –
for those who remain in the arms of the Lord.
Oh why would you cower? Oh, why should you fear?
Death has no power – our Lord is here.
And the battle is raging for the souls of all;
Can you not see the banner, hear the trumpet, feel the call?
