Tekst piosenki
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on 1 Peter 3:15, 2 Timothy 4:2
Enough of the sidelines, gotta get in the game
When nothing is ventured, nothing is gained
He's callin' the numbers play by play
We're either out or we're in all the way
Get in the action whatever the cost
Nothing can equal the worth of the lost
Shoulder to shoulder, hand to the plow
Today is the day and the right time is now
And the field is ready for the new reserve
We will bring the harvest with a will to serve
(Chorus)
Ready, willing and able
To advance the light and defend the right
Ready, willing and able
Lifting up the cross to the waiting lost
Ready to serve and willing to go
Able to stand against the foe
Ready, willing and able
Instant in season drop of a hat
Bases are loaded, it's our turn at bat
Pressure is mounting, the tension is hot
Heaven is watching to see what we've got
There is strength in numbers
There is hope in One
We are called and chosen to proclaim His Son
He's already given us all that we need
With love in our message and hope in our creed
When Yahweh is for us and faith is our stay
No power below us can stand in our way
