Soldier of God
A soldier of God that's what they call on me
A person that preaches of what glad tidings to be
I am persecuted and rejected of men
But blessings I give to all that hears His name.
I maybe young in the eyes of everybody
But to my God I am growing matured and valiantly
Good news I'm bringing to every person
With the knowledge of the plan of salvation
And as a soldier of God
I will always press forward with the iron rod
Until I'm finish with my calling
And receive His promised blessings
poem by Lea Aubrey Jularbal
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