Verse 1 In the ancient days, the warriors knew, That the skirt they wore was armor too. Isaiah’s tunics, the priestly robes, Were more than cloth, they carried God’s codes. From the battlefield to the Holy place, Men stood in strength and grace. Chorus With tunics tied and skirts pulled high, We fight, we live, we sanctify. Not bound by gender, but by God’s call, We stand, we fight, we give our all. Isaiah spoke of robes of light, In these we’re clothed, ready for the fight. Verse 2 Exodus told of the garments pure, For priests to wear, for hearts secure. Eunuchs too, in God’s great land, Are given a name by His own hand. Isaiah 56, the words remain, No man or woman will be in vain. Chorus With tunics tied and skirts pulled high, We fight, we live, we sanctify. Not bound by gender, but by God’s call, We stand, we fight, we give our all. Isaiah spoke of robes of light, In these we’re clothed, ready for the fight. Bridge For in heaven, the angels know no bounds, In robes of glory, we wear our crowns. No man, no woman, no need to divide, In the arms of God, we all reside. Chorus With tunics tied and skirts pulled high, We fight, we live, we sanctify. Not bound by gender, but by God’s call, We stand, we fight, we give our all. Isaiah spoke of robes of light, In these we’re clothed, ready for the fight.