The Banner of the Cross (Bangs)

Gird on your stead­fast ar­mor

O sol­diers of the cross;

Go for­ward into bat­tle

Nor fear re­pulse nor loss;

Make rea­dy for the con­flict

The Cap­tain’s call ob­ey;

Then ral­ly and march on­ward

The trum­pet sounds to­day.

Then on­ward to the bat­tle

We’re march­ing in our might

We’re press­ing tow’rd the vic­to­ry

We’re fight­ing for the right;

Upon the breeze re­splen­dent

Our col­ors now we toss

And o’er our heads shall ev­er float

The banner of the cross.

The Gi­ant of Temp­ta­tion

Will meet us as we go;

We need our strong­est ar­mor

To greet this migh­ty foe;

But our good sword

Re­sist­ance

Will hold and bind him fast;

And with our cap­tain lead­ing

We’ll con­quer him at last.

The en­emies ap­proach­ing

Are Self­ish­ness

and Greed

Vainglory

and Im­pa­tience;

Our lead­er’s help we need.

Yet ever march­ing on­ward

Why have we fear of loss

When ov­er us is float­ing

The ban­ner of the cross?