Verse 1:

Lord, my battle scars are many and my medals must be few

For in the midst of conflict raging, so often I've failed You

But somehow You've kept me standing, You picked me up each time I'd fall

You don't cast out wounded soldiers, You just love them through it all



Chorus:

One day all the soldiers will go home

They'll cease fighting, for the battle will be won

As the Captain says, "Well done, you've fought the fight, the race is run

Wounded soldier, the war is over, welcome home



Verse 2:

In my heart I am a victor, yet at times the flesh is weak

So often I have begged Your grace lest I go down in defeat

It's then I recall that battle that was fought by You alone

As Your blood ran from that rugged cross, our victories were won



(Repeat Chorus)



Words and Music by Gerald Crabb