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Verse 1

Soldiers of Christ, arise,
And put your armor on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through His Eternal Son.

Verse 2

Strong in the Lord of hosts,
And in His mighty power,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts
Is more than conqueror.

Verse 3

Stand then in His great might,
With all His strength endued;
But take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:

Verse 4

That, having all things done,
And all your conflicts passed,
Ye may o’ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

Verse 5

From strength to strength go on;
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day.

Verse 6

Still let the Spirit cry
In all His soldiers, “Come,”
Till Christ the Lord descends from high,
And takes the conquerors home.

Verse 1

My soul, be on thy guard,
Ten thousand foes arise:
The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the skies.

Verse 2

Oh, watch, and fight, and pray;
The battle ne’er give o’er;
Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine implore.

Verse 3

Ne’er think the vict’ry won
Nor lay thine armor down;
Thy arduous work will not be done
Till thou obtain thy crown.

Verse 4

Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall bring thee to thy God;
He’ll take thee, at thy parting breath,
To his divine abode.

Verse 1

Soldiers of Christ! arise,
And put your armor on,--
Strong, in the strength which God supplies,
Through his eternal Son:--

Verse 2

Strong, in the Lord of hosts,
And in his mighty power;
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

Verse 3

Stand, then, in his great might,
With all his strength endued;
And take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:--

Verse 4

That, having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,
You may o’ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

Verse 5

From strength to strength go on;
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day.

Verse 6

Still let the Spirit cry,
In all his soldiers, “Come,”
Till Christ, the Lord, descends from high,
And takes the conquerors home.

Verse 1

Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?

Verse 2

Must I be carried to the skies
On flow’ry beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed thro’ bloody seas?

Verse 3

Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

Verse 4

Sure I must fight if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord;
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

Verse 5

Thy saints in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from afar,
By faith they bring it nigh.

Verse 6

When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine
In robes of vict’ry through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.

Verse 1

With stately towers and bulwarks strong,
Unrivaled and alone,
Loved theme of many a sacred song;
God’s holy city shone.

Verse 2

Thus fair was Zion’s chosen seat,
The glory of all lands;
Yet fairer and in strength complete,
The Christian temple stands.

Verse 3

The faithful of each clime and age
This glorious church compose;
Built on a Rock, with idle rage
The threat’ning tempest blows.

Verse 4

Fear not; though hostile bands alarm,
Thy God is thy defense;
And weak and powerless every arm
Against Omnipotence.