Arouse, ye Christians, stand united
In this holy warfare,
With shoulder touching shoulder, march;
Go forth to do and dare.
Then stand ye bravely, know no fear;
God promised thro’ His Son
That greater vict’ries yet are ours,
If faith doth lead us on.
Let nothing daunt—no foes affright,
God’s brave ones never waver;
We’ll win the day and plant the cross;
Sweet rest comes after labor.
Sleep not nor slumber—e’er on guard,
We’ll meet the foe advancing;
Each scar and stripe more honor gains;
Our coming joys enhancing.
E’en down to death, if God should lead,
To serve the cause of Jesus;
All earthly praise cannot compare
With glories God will give us.