Up, Arouse Ye

Up

arouse ye; work

be ear­nest

In the cause we hold so dear

Rally round the glo­ri­ous stan­dard

We will con­quer

nev­er fear.

For our great com­mand­er

lead­er

And the cap­tain of our band

Is the migh­ty King of Heav­en

And the rul­er of the land.

Trusting in the Lord to give us

Grace and strength each day we live

We have pro­mised love and serv­ice

Unto Him we’ll ev­er give.

Are you rea­dy? Are you will­ing?

For what­ev­er work He gives?

Is His hon­or and His glo­ry

The chief thing for which you live?

He per­haps may send us tri­als

That will cost us ma­ny a tear

But He’s pro­mised to be with us

Hear His whis­per—I am near.

Let us then go for­ward trust­ing

Knowing that the Lord knows best;

Just a few more years of serv­ice

Then He’ll say—Come home and rest.