In that land across the sea,
there's a job for you and me,
though our presence there
We must stay standing day
on the battle line and pray.
We must never lay our weapons down.
to be of service over there.
While the boys so bravely stand
with the weapons made by hand,
let us trust and use the weapon
Many thousand miles away,
someone shed their blood today,
To a war that's yours and mine,
let us join the battle round
with a weapon that will save our home.
to be of service over there.
While the boys so bravely stand
with the weapons made by hand,
let us trust and use the weapon of pride.
When the planes and tanks and guns
have done all that they can do,
and the mighty bombs have rained and fell,
Still the helpful hand above
holds a weapon made of love,
and against him none on earth prevail.
to be of service over there.
While the poor so bravely stand
with the weapons laid by hand,
let us trust and use the weapon of prayer.
