No Rival Wolves At The Gate

Fight the good fight, attempt for the brave
This trek for the lost has brought some to the grave
Bathed in the fire, for you hope water's pure
The flames will grow higher, your cure

I do not fear the world's fire for it burns for a moment
And though it sears my skin, I rest for it shall relent
With the world at your feet and the fire on your back
It has nothing to give me, for You've claimed my soul
No sacrifice could be too great
Some think I've lost my mind, abandoned sanity
To speak of truth to find a saving clarity

For it will cost my life
Forsaking comfort and ease
We'll trade it all for a heart with no rival
You will be met with strife
And make you fall to your knees
We'll trade it all for a heart with no rival

Throw all your hate and your wrath into the fire
And cast all your pain and your fear unto the graces
Of our God and King, for the evil will attack

Suffer for His love
You with the world at your feet
And fire on your back
For the God above
No sacrifice could be too great