Lord, war is upon us; we have to go against the evil one . . .
It is he who does not believe in Thine own precious Son.
Keep our service people and our Country safe form shock,
Even as we look to Thee Lord, as our High and Lofty Rock.
Thou art the wind that lifts up our spirits so high and true,
And the Mighty rock that keeps un in all the things we do.
Thou art our Master from Heaven above - you declare,
All that will come to us and our safety from the Mighty river there.
We know Thou art our dear Shepherd, amongst His sheep,
And though the wolf comes, Thy sheep we know You will keep.
We know you watch over us each and every day. You put the stay.
So no matter the oceans roar or storms abound, Thou art our way.
Lord, you set the moon and stars in their place, you did us the same.
So we come to you my Father, worshiping Thy Sons name.
Trusting in Thee, our High and Lofty Rock . . . until the end.
We thank you Lord for loving us, and that your ways did not bend.
Thou art our Pillar, who protects us against all evil that abounds.
Thou art the maker of Heaven and earth, the wind and sounds.
Teach us Thy ways, Lord, Make our hearts humble to be . . .
That in the morning, when life is over, it's Thee, we'll see.
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