Weapon of Prayer

In that land across the sea
There's a job for you and me
Though our presence there may not be found
We must stay standing there
On the battle lines and pray
We must never lay our weapons down.
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
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 prayer.
Many thousand miles away
Someone shed their blood today
With a heart so true and brave they're gone

To a war that's yours and mine
Let us join the battle line
With a weapon that will save our home.
We don't have to be a soldier in a uniform
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 prayer.
And when the planes and tanks and guns
Have done all that they can do
And the mighty bombs have rained and failed
Still the helpful hand above
On the weapon made of love
And against him none of earth prevail.