Sleep not, sol­dier of the cross,
Foes are lurk­ing all around;
Look not here to find re­pose;
This is but thy bat­tle­ground.

Refrain

Sleep not, sol­dier of the cross,
Foes are lurk­ing all around;
Look not here to find re­pose;
This is but thy bat­tleground.

Up! and take thy shield and sword!
Up! it is the call of Heav’n;
Shrink not faith­less from thy Lord;
Nobly strive, as He hath striv­en.

Refrain

Break thro’ all the force of ill;
Tread the might of pas­sion down;
Struggling on­ward, on­ward still,
To thy con­quer­ing Sav­ior’s crown.

Refrain

Thro’ the midst of toil and pain,
Let this thought ne’er leave thy breast;
Every tri­umph thou dost gain
Makes more sweet thy com­ing rest.

Refrain