When the Trumpet Sounds

When the trump­et sounds aloud the call to arms

Eager in the Mas­ter’s serv­ice

To the front we go;

Dreading not the shock of bat­tle

nor the war’s alarms;

Ever rea­dy

true and stea­dy

We ad­vance up­on the foe.

To arms

then

against the hosts draw­ing near

The powers of sin and dark­ness must be ov­er­thrown!

To arms

brave sol­diers

with ring­ing shouts of cheer

The Lord of hosts will be with us

That we need not fight alone!

When the trump­et sounds aloud its stir­ring call

Then we know the Lord has need of

Soldiers good and true;

Forth un­to the bat­tle then we hast­en one and all

Glad in serv­ing

nev­er swerv­ing

As we try His will to do!

When the trump­et sounds aloud

we heed its voice

Glad that we can serve our mon­arch

On life’s bat­tle­field;

When the war is ov­er we in tri­umph will re­joice

Falt’ring nev­er

for­ward ev­er

Till the ene­my shall yield.