Let your white feathers fall into crowded towns,

Where whims of emotion take total control.

There are no standards here in these ebbs and flows,

But you perch above all evil.

Stay pure, graceful dove of His heavenly love.

In this town, desire drives all the action.

Morality is scorned in utter disdain.

To them, your existence means war.

Return to the olive branch that holds you secure.

No bomb, no sword, no strong tempest can break it.

So don’t let your strength slip between your fingers.

Let the Word be your strength.

To remain silent is to kill your neighbor.

To let the ravens loose will kill this nation.

So stand strong! Use your life-bearing sword of truth.

Your shield is upon your arm.

Hold fast. Hold fast. This heav’nly war will be won.

You are a soldier; success is on your wings.

Resist the devil, and he will always flee,

For truth is the weapon of love.