(Dedicated to my sister in spiritual warfare, Cirsten W.)
Is she with you, Lord, is she with you?
Is she still part of our fight from a higher kind of sight?
Is she with you, Lord, is she with you?
Has she found her way to peace?
Is her soul finally free?
Oh, I pray, that her soul will find its way
To the kingdom for the saved and for those of faith
And for those as brave as she
Please bless us, Lord, and strengthen we
Who faithfully remain as our comrades fall away
For the fight that lies ahead
For the freedom that we seek
For the battle that feels bleak
For all the attacking
And while we’re separate still from thee
Is she with you, Lord, is she with you?
Oh, I hope and pray she’s free
From this present tyranny
From the fear and lies they speak
And the bleating of the sheep
May we one day all be free
But until that time arrives
And until we all unite
May our sister rest in peace
And may she always be
With you, Lord, forever free