Fight – Fight, with weapons of love -

setting your sights on the One above;

Who’s Perfect Love casts out all fear;

Who’s perfect Grace draws the sinner near; 

                    Who breaketh the bow and snapeth the spear.                    

Who takes the sword out of my hand;

and shatters the hate like grains of sand.

Create O Lord, a pure heart in me; 

          Bring salve for my eyes, that I can see what You see: 

    To embrace the ones that You adore –

For against such Love there is no law! 

    For a greater love none can ever know: 

That we lay down our lives – for friend or for foe. 

   Where do we do this? There’s only one place: 

     At the Cross, at the Cross, the birth place of Grace. 

   How do we do this? One Way – only One: 

Through Jesus Christ, God’s only Son.

So do not consider your life anymore,

Nor set your sights on what was before.

But fix them on things as yet unseen: 

  Give Him your heart – let Him make it clean. 

   No weapon can stand against this Love;

None can destroy what comes from above. 
Freely on us He lavishes grace, 

        That the world through us may see His Face. 

    So consider yourselves dead to sin; 

      Deny yourself, take up your Cross and FOLLOW HIM