Awake! for the trumpet is sounding!
Awake to its call, and obey!
The voice of our Leader cries,
Oh, let us no longer delay!
No truce while the foe is unconquered;
No laying the armor down!
No peace till the battle is ended,
And victory wins the crown!
Then gird on the sword of the Spirit,
With helmet, and breastplate, and shield;
And valiantly follow your captain,
Determined you never will yield!
Then forward! O army of Zion,
With hearts that are loyal and brave!
Stand firm by the cross and its banner;
And rest in the
Mighty to save!