The field is white and frosty, the hour is drawing near The battle lines are being drawn as the hour of dawn appears In the stillness of the morning, the air is crisp and charged With the tension of the battle, and the enemy at large The battlefield is crowded, but the soldiers here are few Yet the enemy is held at bay, no weapon can get through Our tiny band of warriors continue in our stand And as new soldiers join us, we prepare to take the land
We form a line of conquest, like fire our armor shines With unshakable advancement, we move against the lines Our swords are drawn and ready, and our numbers grow each day We'll soon be fully strengthened and we'll blow the troops away!
We're the soldiers of the Lion, we're the army of the light The unstoppable battalion that drives away the night And the Lion is our standard, and we know we cannot die 'Cause the mighty name of Jesus is our sovereign battle Cry!
We move against the forces of the father of all lies And the enemy is forced to flee before our very eyes For no demon can resist us or begin to stand against An army fully armored, no! Hell has no defense! So look out powers of darkness, your hour has finally come Our commander's name is Jesus, and we've got you on the run And we'll charge you and we'll route you With the Spirit's mighty sword You've had this planet long enough, You know you're not our Lord! So get back to outer darkness, and you leave the saints alone Your weapons cannot prosper, we're commissioned by the Throne!