Arise, Ye Soldiers of the Cross

Arise

ye sol­diers of the cross

To bat­tle for your Lord!

No sloth­ful soul can ev­er wield

His strong

tri­umph­ant sword.

His ban­ner floats on high;

Clear sounds the bat­tle cry;

With Him who died to make us free

We march to vic­to­ry!

The sol­diers of this glo­ri­ous king

Receive a rai­ment white

And stand re­vealed to all the world

As child­ren of the light.

They bear their lead­er’s cross

Care not for any loss

And ev­ery need is sa­tis­fied

As they in Him abide.

Be strong

then in your Lord and king

Put on God’s ar­mor whole;

Be stead­fast in the ev­il day

With true and right­eous soul.

Take up the shield of faith

And

va­li­ant un­to death

Quench Sa­tan’s ev­ery fie­ry dart;

Your Lord will strength im­part.

With Thee

our cap­tain and our king

We need not fear the fight;

If Thou dost rule each thought and deed

We con­quer by Thy might.

Make strong each heart and bold

Nor let our love grow cold;

Thy faith­ful sol­diers we would be

And share Thy vic­to­ry.