Soldiers of a King

Will I shrink from fear or join the cause
Of the battle that goes on each day?
Will I give way to defeat or protect myself
And arm myself as I pray?
I will shod my feet and gird up my loins
With truth and the preparation of peace
I’ll place a helmet on head and a
Shield on heart as his righteous and salvation I seek
I’ll study his word and take up my sword
And fall in ranks with the meek.

Then when my call will come
I’ll stand prepared
Ready to do my part
I’ll stick my name tag on my breastplate
And imprint his name in my heart
Many are called but I’ve been chosen to go
His love and good tidings sing
Whether the battlefield or the mission field
I am a soldier of a king.

~DaLe (October 2007)
Written about 8 months ago