Fight the good fight, (the) attempt for the brave 
This trek for the lost has brought more than a grave 
Bathed in the fire for you hope water's pure 
The flames will grow higher it's taste is your cure 

I do not fear the world's fire for it (only) 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 [bad word] to find a saving clarity 

For it will cost my/your life 
 [bad word] and ease to 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 for it (only) burns for a moment 
With the world at your feet and fire on your back 
For the God above, for His grace will not relent 
No sacrifice could be too great 
Fight the good fight, you know you must be brave 
This trek for the lost to save 
Eighteen years I have served the Lord 
And He has never let me down 

For it will cost your life 
 [bad word] and ease to 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 

Expect suffering and invite all the pain 
Lord you have changed me and I am not the same