1 Hark! the sound of the fight hath gone forth,
And we must not tarry at home;
For our Lord, from the South and the North
has commanded his soldiers to come.
We must on, with our banner unfurled;
We must on, 'tis Jesus who leads;
We must haste to conquer the world,
With the sign of the Lamb who bleeds.
2 We must stand to our colors like men,
Our Lord is a leader to love;
For the wounded He heals,
and the slain he crowns in the city above,
We must march to the battle with speed;
Upon earth our duty is strife:
Oh, how blest are the soldiers who bleed
For the Saviour who died to give life.
3 There is Jesus in Heaven above,
There is Jesus on earth below;
And His the one standard we love--
And his the one watchword we know--
Let us sing the new song of the Lamb--
Let us sing round our Banner so brave.
Let us sing of that beautiful Blood
Which was shed to redeem and to save.