The Lord Hath Need of Me

The Lord has need of me,
His soldier I will be;
He gave Himself my life to win,
And so I mean to follow Him,
And serve Him faithfully.

So although the fight be fierce and long,
I’ll carry on—He makes me strong;
And then one day His face I’ll see,
And oh! the joy when He says to me,
“Well done! My brave crusader!”

Words: Cecil John Allen