Arm, Soldiers, Arm

Arm

sol­diers for the fight

Satan is mass­ing

Foes on our left and right

Arm

sol­diers arm!

Surely our lead­er’s might

Gives strength sur­pass­ing;

He calls from Heav­en’s height

Arm

sol­diers arm.

Clasp on the breast­plate

Seize the trus­ty sword;

Take up your shield of faith

And call up­on the Lord;

Go forth and brav­ely fight

Face the wily foe

Faithfulness the watch­word

Go

sol­diers

go.

What tho’ our souls be worn

Night fast ad­vanc­ing

What tho’ our plumes be torn

Bravely we’ll fight!

Where e’er our flag be borne

Prospects en­hanc­ing

There wait we ’till the morn

Watch thro’ the night!

Full soon the sun will rise

Victory bring­ing;

Loud shouts will fill the skies

Glad prais­es ring;

March we to take the prize

Hosannas sing­ing

Bright realms will greet our eyes

Christ reign our king!