Our Rally Song

Soldiers for Je­sus

press on to­day

Fear not sin’s ter­rors

cease not to pray;

Keep bright the ar­mor

hold fast the shield

Never to Sa­tan one vic­to­ry yield.

O how sweet it is to ral­ly

Round the stan­dard sheet of love.

’Neath the cloud­less sky of Heav­en

Where the Sav­ior stands ab­ove!

In the pre­sence of the Fa­ther

And His ho­ly an­gels bright

Heaven’s smile is on its sol­diers

As they bat­tle for the right.

You who are plant­ing seeds on the field

Plant deep the word-seed

it God will shield

From birds of ev­il who hov­er o’er

Fields where you scat­ter seeds from your store.

Reapers for Je­sus

go forth to­day;

See

grains are nod­ding—go now

we pray;

Sharpen the sic­kle

bring from the fields

Sheaves which the Mas­ter in har­vest yields.