Classic Poem

Soldiers of Christ! arise,
Now put your armor on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies,
Through his eternal Son;
Strong in the Lord of Hosts,
And in his mighty pow'r;
He, who in his Redeemer trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

Stand, then, in his great might,
With all his strength endued;
Take ye, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God.
Then, when your work is done,
And all your conflicts past,
Ye shall o'ercome, through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

Stand, then, against your foes,
In close and firm array;
Legions of wily fiends oppose,
Throughout the evil day:
But meet the sons of night,
Oppose their vain design,
Arm'd in the arms of heav'nly light,—
Of righteousness divine.

Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul;
Take ev'ry virtue, ev'ry grace,
And fortify the whole:
Ever together join'd,
To battle all proceed;
Arm ye yourselves with all the mind,
That was in Christ your Head.