The Stripling Warriors

The stripling warriors
Numbered but two thousand
At best they were juniors
But their devotion was grand

For they did not doubt
What their mother’s knew
As they went about
Their faith grew and grew

They pledged they would fight
For, their father’s could not
As they grew in might
With courage, they fought

In God they trusted
As their swords swung about
Though soon blood encrusted...
They answered each shout

Then, as the dust settled
And the battle was through
The youth assembled
And astonishment grew

Though some wounds were great
And there were many dead
Not one youth fell to fate
And, some enemies had fled!

With help from their mother's
And their leader Helaman
These two thousand brothers
Each rose to be a man

For the Latter day
Great youth have been reserved
As they grow in faith
May they, too, be preserved

They must take on armor
To fight off the foe
And the battle they arm for
Is the greatest man will know


Alma 57: 26
And now, their preservation was astonishing to our whole army, yea, that they should be spared while there was a thousand of our brethren who were slain. And we do justly ascribe it to the miraculous power of God, because of their exceeding faith in that which they had been taught to believe—that there was a just God, and whosoever did not doubt, that they should be preserved by his marvelous power.