CXXIV. The Christian's Warfare

1 My Captain sounds the alarm of war,
"Awake, the powers of hell are near!
"To arms! to arms!" I hear him cry,
'Tis your's to conquer, or to die.

2 Rous'd by the animating sound,
I cast my eager eyes around;
Made haste to gird my armor on,
And bid each trembling fear be gone.

3 Hope is my helmet, faith my shield,
Thy word, my God, the sword I wield;
with sacred truth my loins are girt,
And holy zeal inspires my heart.

4 Thus arm'd I venture on the fight;
Resolv'd to put my foes to flight:
While Jesus kindly deigns to spread
His conqu'ring banner o'er my head.

5 In him I hope in him I trust:
His bleeding cross is all my boast:
Thro' troops of foes he'll lead me on,
To vict'ry and the victor's crown.

Text Information
First Line: My Captain sounds the alarm of war
Title: The Christian's Warfare
Language: English
Publication Date: 1802
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