Number: s001
English: 
Title: There Oft is a Battlefield
Name: 
Words: Iris Jones
Music: Kerry Mills
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Meter: 
Form: 

There oft is a bat¤tle¤field,
The great¤¤est bat¤tle¤field,
Not where sol¤diers bleed,
Not where sol¤diers die,
This con¤flict in the heart and mind doth lie,
There’s where ¤the right and wrong,
Un¤seen by the world¤ly throng,
Meet¤ing face to face.
Time can¤not e¤rase
The war scars ¤of this place.

Chorus:
Now I’m think¤ing to¤night
Of un¤seen con¤¤flicts
Where hearts are sigh¤¤ing,
The wound¤ed cry¤¤ing.
Where the right and the wrong
As kings are meet¤¤ing,
Their swords are match¤¤ing,
The fight goes on.

So there on this bat¤tle¤field,
Nev¤er to the dev¤il yield,
A de¤cis¤ive fray
Con¤fronts ¤our way,
Whose im¤port’s how ex¤ceed¤ing great each day,
Truth and hon¤our there are sold,
For nought ¤by oth¤ers told,
To be mourned a¤way.
A¤las ¤to say,
Too late, too ¤late; a¤way.

Let’s watch on this bat¤tle¤field,
No truce looms be¤fore our shield,
Just what ¤we are,
Just who ¤we are,
Is known to Him, for He sees from a¤far
That hos¤tile en¤count¤er brave,
A soul’s ¤at stake to save,
This un¤¤seen fight
Fought in ¤His sight,
He will then ¤judge a¤right.