Come let us seek Peace for this city, For in it's welfare We will have peace. Though it's been scarred By sin and bloodshed, The day is turning: City be healed.
And we will turn back the battle at the gates, and we will turn back the battle at the gates See the host of angel armies And the Captain's ready sword As we turn back the battle at the gates.
I hear the sound, The trumpet calling; Let troops be willing, Across this field - To lift Jesus high, Put back His standard The day is turning, City be healed.
