As the days are going by,
Do you raise God’s banner high
Who has bought you with His own most precious blood?
Do you own your Lord each day,
While upon your pilgrim way,
Are you loyal to the matchless Son of God?
O be faithful, O be true,
To the One who died for you;
By and by comes sweet reward,
That shall last while blissful ages roll away.
When the foes of God arise,
Who His blest commands despise,
Do you boldly stand for Jesus and the right?
Are you found within His field,
There His mighty sword to wield,
Clad in armor that is ever shining bright?
Be the crowd the more, the less,
Do you Jesus’ name confess,
Do you show your colors, pilgrims, everywhere?
When before God’s host you stand,
In the wondrous glory land,
Will your Lord confess you ’mid the angels there?