Hark, how the watch­men cry,
Attend the trum­pet’s sound!
Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh,
The pow­ers of hell sur­round:
Who bow to Christ’s com­mand,
Your arms and hearts pre­pare!
The day of bat­tle is at hand!
Go forth to glo­ri­ous war!

See on the mount­ain-top
The stand­ard of your God!
In Je­sus’ name I lift it up,
All stained with hal­lowed blood.
His stand­ard-bearer, I
To all the na­tions call,
Let all to Je­sus’ cross draw nigh!
He bore the cross for all.

Go up with Christ your head,
Your cap­tain’s foot­steps see;
Follow your cap­tain, and be led
To cer­tain vic­to­ry.
All pow­er to Him is giv’n,
He ev­er reigns the same;
Salvation, hap­pi­ness, and Heav’n
Are all in Je­sus’ name.

Only have faith in God;
In faith your foes as­sail,
Not wrest­ling against flesh and blood,
But all the pow­ers of hell;
From thrones of glo­ry driv’n,
By flam­ing ven­geance hurled,
They throng the air, and dark­en Heav’n,
And rule the low­er world.