Let Us Now Our Voices Raise

Let us now our voic­es raise

Wake the day with glad­ness;

God Him­self to joy and praise

Turns our hu­man sad­ness;

Joy that mar­tyrs won their crown

Opened heav’ns bright por­tal

When they laid the mor­tal down

For the life im­mor­tal.

Never flinched they from the flame

From the tor­ment nev­er;

Vain the ty­rant’s sharp­est aim

Vain each fierce en­dea­vor:

For by faith they saw the land

Decked in all its glo­ry

Where tri­umph­ant now they stand

With the vic­tor’s sto­ry.

Up and fol­low

Christ­ian men!

Press through toil and sor­row;

Spurn the night of fear

and then

O the glo­ri­ous mor­row!

Who will ven­ture on the strife;

Who will first be­gin it?

Who will grasp the land of life?

Warriors

up and win it!