Poetry

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Listen close, and you can hear the sound
As it echoes through the land;
It’s the sound of rising warriors
And we’re marching hand in hand.

Our footsteps fall in perfect tune
To the Masters gentle call;
In the spirit of true unity
We have come to give our all.

Oh, we are marching on,
We’re marching on in victory!

In our right hand is the sword of truth
On our breast is righteousness;
With the helmet of salvation on
We march on in holiness.

Yes, we are marching on,
We’re marching on in victory!

And the gates of hell cannot prevail
Yes, the Bride is claiming ground;
For the glory of our God and King
That His Kingdom may abound.

And with the strength of daily bread
We converge upon the shore;
To lift up our voice in one accord
And decree a holy roar!

To keep marching on,
Keep marching on in victory!

Yes, we have set our hearts to conquer
In the land that we possess;
As we march on in His victory
We’re expecting nothing less!

But to keep marching on.
We're marching on in victory!

Listen close and you can hear the sound
As it echoes through the land;
It’s the sound of rising warriors
And we’ve come to make our stand.

To keep marching on…in Victory!

Cheryl Thompson 1/25/2006

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