In days where shadows twist and creep,
Where evil wakes while virtue sleeps,
We, royally redeemed, stand tall,
Answering the Spirit’s clarion call.

The times unfold, the seasons turn,
Discern the signs, let hearts still burn.
With eyes like sentinels, fixed and keen,
We guard the truth, the pure, unseen.

The world grows dark, its tempests rage,
Yet grace sustains this sacred stage.
Clad in armor, faith our shield,
We hold the line, we shall not yield.

O watchmen, women, rise and see,
The hour demands eternity.
For Christ, our King, has set us free,
To shine as light through iniquity.

The days are evil, yet we stand,
With heaven’s fire within our hands.
Proclaim the truth, the season’s near,
The redeemed will triumph, have no fear.