Raise the flag, sound the call!
We must fight through storm and squall!
We may seem like the few against many,
But fighting with us are the armies of heaven.
Now is the season, now the time,
Remake your ploughshares into iron.
Open your eyes, see the chariots of fire!
Take off your garments and show His armour!
Black-Robed Regiment, faithful and true,
Appealing to Heaven, His cause renew,
We march on our knees to spiritual drums,
To pray, “Here on earth, Your Kingdom come!”
You who call yourselves by His Name,
Your moral soap-box abstain.
Silence the critical heart in your breast;
Join His cause, and take no rest!
Set your face resolute, don’t be turned,
Freedom’s not free, it has to be earned.
War for the heart, and war for the mind,
The time is now, to no longer be blind.
Black-Robed regiment, faithful and true,
Appealing to Heaven, His cause renew,
We march on our knees to spiritual drums,
To pray, “Here on earth, Your Kingdom come!”
Walk not in the advice of the wicked,
Nor stand on the road of sinners.
If you sit down in the seat of scoffers,
Your soul will neither be blessed nor prosper.
You choose to live off the fat of the land,
But for the Cause, you won’t lift a hand!
Get up and fight for the land He gave you!
Let His passion burn inside you!
Black-Robed Regiment, faithful and true,
Appealing to Heaven, His cause renew,
We march on our knees to spiritual drums to pray,
“Here on earth, Your Kingdom come!”
Black-Robed Regiment, faithful and true,
Appealing to Heaven, His cause renew,
We march on our knees to spiritual drums,
To pray, “Here on earth, Your Kingdom come!”
