HARK, how the watchmen cry, Attend the trumpet's sound! Stand to your arms, the...

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 Jesu's name I lift it up, All stained with hallowed blood. His standard-bearer, I To all the nations call, Let all to Jesu's 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 given, He ever reigns the same; Salvation, happiness, and heaven Are all in Jesu's 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 driven, By flaming vengeance hurled, They throng the air, and darken heaven, And rule the lower world.