Marching to the Promised Land

(sung to the the tune of a military chant)
 
Every night I kneel and pray
To live to march for another day
That the earth is hard and the miles long
So the Lord can make our freedom strong
 
I marched for freedom when the king
Told them not to hear me sing
And praise the peace God gave to me
That day God set our nation free
 
I marched across the broken line
To an ancient hate from an ancient time
Where the grapes of wrath and peace were sown
I marched for freedom in its home
 
I marched across the ocean wide
When the fire came I marched in stride
Through pits of dirt and tanks of steel
So nations torn, by grace would heal
 
I marched on back when the devil came
To tempt the nations, kill and maim
I marched along to the rising sun
That day the whole world marched as one
 
I marched along to the lands of the east
To help the peasants keep their peace
So they could hear the Word I heard
And see the power of the Lord
 
I marched to save the Holy Land
Back to where the war began
To bring the peace that I received
Back to where it was conceived
 
Every night I kneel and pray
To live to march for another day
From the mountain tops to the desert sands
We're marching on to the Promised Land