Captain of Choice
Forward march, the cry rang out,
And the ranks advanced in turn.
Holding fast, they marched en route,
A word of praise to earn.
Commands continue; all men obey,
Not one dares leave his place.
And so proceeds throughout the day,
Recognition's glance to chase.
Exactly, ever eager,
They execute without delay
The orders of their leader
Who shows and marks their way.
So, too, each man who dies and lives
Becomes one in a line
Behind his captain and he gives,
By choice, his heart and mind.
Each day we choose whom we will serve,
Enlisted in the hosts.
Eternally, we must observe
Which leader we love most.
They each have equal privilege
To teach in word and deed,
But ours the choice it is to judge
Which voice receives our heed.
Upward face, is the Captain's plea,
The Master of our soul.
We give heart, will, and loyalty,
And in Him are made whole.