Soldiers of the Cross

Hated by many, not favored by all
Nevertheless, we must answer the call
Standing on the front lines, weary and worn
Battle scars evident,  from a world full of scorn

With the belt of truth, buckled at our waist
Our message of love and His amazing grace
Our breastplate of righteousness, strapped firmly in place
Harsh judgment from a world, we must finish the race

Our feet walking in the gospel of peace
Chosen by God, we will not see defeat
With the shield of faith, never to fear
Attacks of the enemy, our God is near

The helmet of salvation, covers our head
The sword of the spirit, bringing life to the dead
In the face of persecution, His kingdom to come
With God by our side, We will not stand alone

Opening up our blinded eyes to see
The wonder and awe of His majesty
As the servant of Elisha, saw chariots of fire
Ready for battle, the stakes could not be higher

Many precious souls are on the line
As prophecy fulfills its many signs
Satan is loose and seems to be winning
We must recruit the dying to the living

Many are chosen but few answer the call
Few, we may stand but we are never to fall
Strong and courageous, in Christ we stand 
Spreading the gospel across our great land 

The harvest is plentiful while laborers are few
Where is the church? Has Satan silenced them too
Wake up church from your slumber, there is no time to fear
The clock is ticking, time is at hand, the end is near

Called to the front lines, never to waver
To battle for souls on behalf of our Savior
Jesus as our captain, we will not suffer loss
We are, The Army of God, Soldiers of the Cross

Written by- Donetta Harless
   July 10, 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Kinsley Avatar
July 19, 2016 at 2:07 AM
It is unfortunate that many Christians have forgotten the intent of sacrifice in their daily lives for others, to win them for Christ. I know that I for one have certainly not been the best I could be.
Harless Avatar
July 20, 2016 at 2:06 PM
We all fall short. Life has become so demanding and hectic it is pushing God away. I am learning to shut the world out. We never grow too old to learn. I for one, learn a new lesson everyday. And I thank God for that..
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