Thou Art Lord

Thou on the cross, for you shall fight Dead arch dead march embattle and fire Thou on the cross, for you shall fight Thou on the cross, for you shall die Thou on the cross, for you shall fight Thou on the cross, for you shall die CHORUS Soldiers be prepared, prepared! Fight for our cause Embattle cruel to waste your soul, our cause is heaven's cause Soldiers be prepared, prepared! Die for an absurd law Sharp your arm that sharp your heart, be worth of our cause For a voice like thunder and a tongue To drown the throat of war When the senses are shaken And the soul is driven to madness Who can stand, who can stand When the souls are torn To everlasting fire CHORUS For a scream like rumble and a tongue That spit the curse of war When the senses are ablazed and the soul lead the flames Who can stand, who can stand Thou on the cross, for you shall fight CHORUS Dead arch dead march embattle and fire Now I see the light Light me a light, any kind of light Will I ever see this green green landscape bright Will I ever feel this spring breeze and delight Now I see the light, now I see the light