Hold the Line Lyrics

When the wartime falls in the winter

You can wish you were warm in your bed

But you know, man, it's no time for sleeping

Sing an old fighting song instead

Hold the line, comrades

Lasses, pray for your lads

That they'll keep their posts for the Master

Hold the line, comrades

Lasses, pray for the lads

That they'll live for the life coming after

When the bullets fly close to my helmet

And the hope in my heart grows dim

Brother put your hand upon my shoulder

Ring out that order again

Hold the line, comrades

Lasses, pray for your lads

That they'll keep their posts for the Master

Hold the line, comrades

Lasses, pray for the lads

That they'll live for the life coming after

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Renounce your claim to every earth-bound thing

Every lesser love must fade and die or you cannot follow our King

No, we'll boast in blood until all His foes are gone

But we'll keep His faith, yeah we'll keep on marching on and on and on

Was I crazy for joining the movement?

Have I gambled my life away?

Young man, screw down your courage!

I can hear all the angels say

Hold the line, comrades

Lasses, pray for your lads

That they'll keep their posts for the Master

Hold the line, comrades

Lasses, pray for the lads

That they'll live for the life coming after