The Battle Song of the Church

Fear not the foe

thou flock of God

Fear not the sword

the spear

the rod

Fear not the foe!

He fights in vain who fights with thee;

Soon shalt thou see his ar­mies flee

Himself laid low.

Come

cheer thee to the toil and fight;

’Tis God

thy God

de­fends the right;

He leads thee on.

His sword shall scat­ter ev­ery foe

His shield shall ward off ev­ery blow;

The crown is won.

His is the bat­tle

His the pow­er

His is the tri­umph in that hour;

In Him be strong.

So round thy brow the wreath shall twine

So shall the vic­to­ry be thine

And thine the song.

Not long the sigh

the toil

the sweat

Not long the fight-day’s wast­ing heat;

The sha­dows come.

Slack not thy wea­pon in the fight;

Courage! for God de­fends the right;

Strike home! Strike home!