As we are the Army of the Lord, so shall we fight,
I will help and fight and bring as many as we can to see the light.
As women in the street go and weep,
I will help and fight to give them a place to sleep.
And as the little children go hungry and cold,
I will help and fight to give them a chance with any problem that may unfold.
While that homeless drunkard is left out on the street,
I will help and fight for them until they make Satan want to retreat.
As there are men and women that go to prison in and out and back to in and out.
I will help and fight to give them a chance to win this bout.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem