Hark, How the Watchmen Cry

Hark

how the watch­men cry

Attend the trum­pet’s sound!

Stand to your arms

the foe is nigh

The pow­ers of hell sur­round:

Who bow to Christ’s com­mand

Your arms and hearts pre­pare!

The day of bat­tle is at hand!

Go forth to glo­ri­ous war!

See on the mount­ain-top

The stand­ard of your God!

In Je­sus’ name I lift it up

All stained with hal­lowed blood.

His stand­ard-bear­er

I

To all the na­tions call

Let all to Je­sus’ cross draw nigh!

He bore the cross for all.

Go up with Christ your head

Your cap­tain’s foot­steps see;

Follow your cap­tain

and be led

To cer­tain vic­to­ry.

All pow­er to Him is giv’n

He ev­er reigns the same;

Salvation

hap­pi­ness

and Heav’n

Are all in Je­sus’ name.

Only have faith in God;

In faith your foes as­sail

Not wrest­ling against flesh and blood

But all the pow­ers of hell;

From thrones of glo­ry driv’n

By flam­ing ven­geance hurled

They throng the air

and dark­en Heav’n

And rule the low­er world.