To My Grave

Dark and sinister rain befalling us

I know something is wrong, I can feel it in my bones,

Catastrophic endless fountain of blood,

But faith refuses to panic at all…

I will go to my grave as a soldier of the Lord…

Yes I will go my grave fighting this war…

I will be fearless and brave, until He gives me wings and

I’ll fly away…

Yes I will go to my grave, praising His name forever more…

I will go to my grave as a soldier of the Lord.

And it won’t be long now, I know…

Jesus is coming, I can hear Gabrielle's trumpet…

I can hear my body turning away from my soul,

I can see the angels waking those who have long slept,

I can hear the sound of Michael’s shield and sword…

Well, I fight like I’ve never fought before,

‘Cuz he gave me His heart, so I’ll give Him mine, for sure…

And I’ll go to my grave and as a soldier of the Lord…

Fearless and brave, I’ll go to my grave,

I’ll go to my grave, as a soldier of the Lord.