The Battle Hymn

Every widow, orphan child
Every prodigal unreconciled
Every beggar turn your gaze above
Come home into his arms of love

The harlot and the robber scorned
Clothed in garments soiled and torn
Jesus Christ will wash away your sins
And he’ll love you ’til you’re whole again

You deaf and blind do not despair
In sickness or in health declare
“God is steady in the raging tide, all our weakness in His strength abide”

God to you we cried and prayed!
God to you we’ve cried and prayed
Before the cross our hopes we’ve laid
And curse the lies denying you are real
Holding onto faith that you will heal

You prisoners and bartered slaves
You captives of the war be brave
Lift your shackled hands in victory
And the Lord of Love will set you free

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, every broken heart be brave!
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, yes the Lord will make a way!
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, yes the Lord will make a way!