Stephen and Nicole sang this song at God's Missionary Church Camp, in Penns Creek, Pennsylvania. written by Larry Petree Now stand at attention, ye soldiers of Jesus Be strong and be ready to fight This old time religion, it can’t be defeated Shine forth this glorious light Somebody keep holding line Somebody keep holding line We’ll never give up; we’ll never surrender Somebody keep holding line There are standards of conduct, standards of doctrines And never can suffer a loss We’ll stand by the Word; the Word is eternal And honor that old rugged cross We have great salvation and Christ as Redeemer We’ll hold that great banner up high Christ rose from the dead; He conquered a kingdom We’ll meet our Lord in the sky

Stephen, Nicole, Chloe, and Ashton sang this song at God's Missionary Church Camp, in Penns Creek, Pennsylvania. written by Larry Petree Once there were churches on fire for the Lord Churches found in one mind and accord Once they were holy and found on their knees But the glory’s not there like it used to be You can't have the glory with sin in the camp You can't have the fire with no oil in your lamp If we can't tell the difference, we are blind and can't see The glory’s not there like it used to be A compromised gospel has no place at all These doctrines of devils will cause us to fall Perverting the scriptures, is death, can't you see The glory’s not there, like it used to be There is a glory - it's the presence of Christ Filling the temple, but it comes with a price The church on the altar repenting of sins That touch of His glory will fall once again You can't have the glory with sin in the camp You can't have the fire with no oil in your lamp If we can't tell the difference, we're blind and can't see The glory's not there like it used to be Lord, give us the glory with You in the camp Lord, give us the fire with Your oil in our lamp Lord, come among us and help us to see We need Your glory like it used to be

Stephen and Nicole sang this song at God's Missionary Church Camp, in Penns Creek, Pennsylvania. written by Larry Petree Lord, break my will It’s only broken vessels You can fill And I pray into my heart Your purity You will impart I hunger for holiness The image of Christ in me I’ll never be the same since I’ve been to Calvary I want to be crucified So Your name will be glorified I thirst for righteousness I hunger for holiness Lord, take my pride Unholy motives locked inside How I need Your work of grace So this world will only see Your face