soldier to be

from pink to green,
awaiting entry
into a kingdom unseen,
what has He for me?
my body and time
no longer mine,
what use has He for me?
trained to kill,
blood and sweat spill,
how far does His grace extend?
in company of strangers
temptation beckons,
how long can my soul stand?
I don’t know.

but He has given me,
what cannot be taken away;
the little left that belongs to me,
I have kept dear.
for Christ is but little
than salvation for the captured soul.

so I’ll shine my boots,
fold my sleeves,
pick up my rifle,

and fight till His kingdom come.

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