I will march on
Until time is gone
I will fight through
Despite the nasty
Battles that brew
I will fight until I can't
I will cry and I will chant
The praises of the Lord
Despite the daily swords
That stab my side
And horrible things
That may betide
In the Lord will I confide
As I march on
The devil tries to take my friend
Satan, this is not the end
My bended knees is what I have
I will not wait to split in half
I will march on
The Deceiver tries to break my family
Well, try again, I'm not a baby
I will march on
I will pray to and praise the God
Until Satan is the ground I trod
I will march on
I will break through mile long walls
And will roar through heavens halls
I will march on
The Lord my God is my only strength
With unfathomable great length
I will march on till I waste away
In rest will I wait for His great day
And once again
I will march on
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Praise Him
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