Straight away a march to glory, But always concerned about the developing story. Dreams of mission seem to spin around; Pressing onward into the battleground.
Fighting hard battles secure a hold, But victory does not cure a heart cold. Obedience to the Word keeps one pure, A heart that is right, and one's step sure.
Inquiring questions shot down by friendly fire With recovery uncertain; trust soon expires. The wounded are bayoneted where they lay. No more embarrassing questions. O'Happy Day!
Others lead while a leader follows. The more the needs the more they borrow. Monuments get built, but not soul spaces. Reach deeper! Remove doubts traces.
Rewards uncertain. Sacrifice hurts. No one is paying attention or staying alert. A leader is exempt and excused. So what if the people are left a little confused?