O, we are vol­un­teers
In the ar­my of the Lord,
Forming in­to line at our cap­tain’s word;
We are un­der march­ing or­ders
To take the bat­tle­field,
And we’ll ne’er give o’er the fight
Till the foe shall yield.

Refrain

Come and join the ar­my,
The ar­my of the Lord,
Jesus is our cap­tain, we ral­ly at His word;
Sharp will be the con­flict
With the pow­ers of sin,
But with such a lead­er, we are sure to win.

The glo­ry of our flag
Is the em­blem of the dove,
Gleaming are our swords
From the forge of love;
We go forth, but not to bat­tle
For earth­ly honors vain,
’Tis a bright im­mor­tal crown
That we seek to gain.

Refrain

Our foes are in the field,
Pressing hard on ev­ery side,
Envy, ang­er, hat­red, with self and pride;
They are cru­el, fierce and strong,
Ever rea­dy to at­tack,
We must watch and fight and pray
If we’d drive them back.

Refrain

Oh, glo­ri­ous is the strug­gle
In which we draw the sword,
Glorious is the king­dom of Christ, our Lord;
It shall spread from sea to sea,
It shall reach from shore to shore,
And His peo­ple shall be bless­èd
For ev­er­more.

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