There is a battle raging as we sit right now
An interior war with forces unseen
Heaven and Hell fight for control somehow
And by the blood of the Lamb I am redeemed
In this war for the heart of man
I am to fight, but I grow weary and I don’t think I can
But my commander believes and he gives me his strength
To press on and move forward to great lengths
He loves me and he has a plan a vision that I don’t see
That the war will be won and I will be free
In the war for the heart there is no greater goal
Than the very direction and life of my soul
The battlefield is everywhere and bodies lie all around
There is crying and mourning but it is without sound
I look out and see all the damage it has done
And on a fateful Friday the commander sent his only son
To turn the tide of this Holy war
A sacrifice so overwhelming it could not be ignored
When darkness seems so close
And I’m so heavy I cannot stand
A ray of light comes shining through
And he reaches out to take my hand
He bids me to get up and rise once more
I am given peace and rest and life is restored
I am not alone in this battle but surrounded by
A host of saints and angels and comrades sound the battle cry
I do not fight this war alone
But with strength beyond mere flesh and bone
Arm myself with the truth of Christ the rosary a shield
Wrapped in love and holy prayer I march onto the field
My mother watches over me leading me home
I cling to her for help I can’t do it on my own
Michael and the angels lead the charge and fight with holy fire
Endlessly they fight every day and through each night
And still by the commander’s hand they they never tire
In the battle for the heart we all must do our part
To live a life of purity and grace
And one day enter in to a perfect peaceful place
Still every morning the battle begins anew
In the war for the heart my hope and trust is in You