1 verse:
Am I a Soldier of the Cross,
A foll'wer of the Lamb
And shall I fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His name?
2 verse:
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?
3 verse:
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?
4 verse:
Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word!
5 verse:
The saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from afar
By faith's discerning eye.
6 verse:
When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all Thine armies shine
In robes of vict'ry thro' the skies,
The glory shall be Thine!
