theres a call to the people

There's a call to the people of Zion,

To arise and possess the land;

Every town has its heirs to the promise,

Every nation its sons of light.

We have stayed long enough on this mountain,

Now we're called to new realms of faith;

We are more than a temple of worship,

We're an army of praise!




We will go to every place,

Sharing mercy and preaching grace,

For the fields are white for harvest,

And labourers are few.

No place too dark, no soul too lost

For the power of the cross;

For His light will shine in darkness,

And many will believe,

So we will go.




We have drunk of the wine of His presence,

We have feasted upon His word;

Now we're hungry for works of power,

Now we're thirsty to share His love.

He will give us the ground that we walk on,

For the battle belongs to God;

Do not fear, for His grace is sufficient,

When we're weak, He is strong!