The Soldier's Calling

Your cries I hear Oh wandering soul though they are barely uttered Though deepest thoughts are hardly told your restless mind has muttered upon my ears the silent sound of fragile shoulders strained made guilty, burdened, broken down but your soul I have retained Though many have condemned your deeds and rejoice to see you fall the time has come to fill all needs and the purpose of your call When you were tried you remained meek Now new strength in you is grafted Put off your load that made you weak for my soldier you are drafted You're called to battle for your Lord with a heart that relinquished not the love that bounds you to the living God who now commands you rise above So stand straight Soldier, fight this war Exalt the armor that defends you Remember whom you battle for that if wounded you may continue Hence if you die whilst in the field yet fought as best you could you'll be engraved in sword and shield and honoured for having stood But should you choose to walk away from the calling that you've heard should doubt and fear lead you astray and things of this world preferred then cursed soul you will agree that you had committed treason and prison but small penalty for the error of your reason Then you will be tried, cast out to death unworthy of the calling you've received dishonoured, shamed, an empty net a soul in whom I'll be grieved...