Finally, my brethren, be
strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.
Put on the whole armour of
God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil.
For we wrestle not against
flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the
rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in
Wherefore take unto you the
whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day,
and having done all, to stand.
Stand therefore, having your
loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of
And your feet shod with the
preparation of the gospel of peace;
Above all, taking the shield
of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of
And take the helmet of
salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God:
Praying always with all
prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all
perseverance and supplication for all saints. (Eph. 6:10-18)
Soldiers of Christ, arise,
and put your armor on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies through His eternal Son.
Strong in the Lord of hosts, and in His mighty power,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts is more than conqueror.
Stand then in His great
might, with all His strength endued,
But take, to arm you for the fight, the panoply of God;
That, having all things done, and all your conflicts passed,
Ye may oíercome through Christ alone and stand entire at last.
Stand then against your foes,
in close and firm array;
Legions of wily fiends oppose throughout the evil day.
But meet the sons of night, and mock their vain design,
Armed in the arms of heavenly light, of righteousness divine.
Leave no unguarded place, no
weakness of the soul,
Take every virtue, every grace, and fortify the whole;
Indissolubly joined, to battle all proceed;
But arm yourselves with all the mind that was in Christ, your Head.
But, above all, lay hold on
faithís victorious shield;
Armed with that adamant and gold, be sure to win the field:
If faith surround your heart, Satan shall be subdued,
Repelled his every fiery dart, and quenched with Jesuís blood.
Jesus hath died for you! What
can His love withstand?
Believe, hold fast your shield, and who shall pluck you from His hand?
Believe that Jesus reigns; all power to Him is givín:
Believe, till freed from sinís remains; believe yourselves to Heavín.
To keep your armor bright,
attend with constant care,
Still walking in your Captainís sight, and watching unto prayer.
Ready for all alarms, steadfastly set your face,
And always exercise your arms, and use your every grace.
Pray without ceasing, pray,
your Captain gives the word;
His summons cheerfully obey and call upon the Lord;
To God your every want in instant prayer display,
Pray always; pray and never faint; pray, without ceasing, pray!
In fellowship alone, to God
with faith draw near;
Approach His courts, besiege His throne with all the powers of prayer:
Go to His temple, go, nor from His altar move;
Let every house His worship know, and every heart His love.
To God your spirits dart,
your souls in words declare,
Or groan, to Him Who reads the heart, the unutterable prayer:
His mercy now implore, and now show forth His praise,
In shouts, or silent awe, adore His miracles of grace.
Pour out your souls to God,
and bow them with your knees,
And spread your hearts and hands abroad, and pray for Zionís peace;
Your guides and brethren bear for ever on your mind;
Extend the arms of mighty prayer, ingrasping all mankind.
From strength to strength go
on, wrestle and fight and pray,
Tread all the powers of darkness down and win the well fought day.
Still let the Spirit cry in all His soldiers, ďCome!Ē
Till Christ the Lord descends from high and takes the conquerors home.
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.
Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe;
Forward into battle see His banners go!
At the sign of triumph Satanís host doth flee;
On then, Christian soldiers, on to victory!
Hellís foundations quiver at the shout of praise;
Brothers lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.
Like a mighty army moves the church of God;
Brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod.
We are not divided, all one body we,
One in hope and doctrine, one in charity.
Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane,
But the church of Jesus constant will remain.
Gates of hell can never gainst that church prevail;
We have Christís own promise, and that cannot fail.
Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng,
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song.
Glory, laud and honor unto Christ the King,
This through countless ages men and angels sing.
soldiers, marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus going on before.