C. Wesley
SOLDIERS of Christ, arise,
And put your armour on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through His eternal Son:
Strong in the Lord of hosts,
And in His mighty power:
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts
Is more than conqueror.
2
Stand then in His great might,
With all His strength endued;
And take, to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God.
That, having all things done,
And all your conflicts past,
Ye may o’ercome through Christ alone,
And stand complete at last.
3
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,
And mock their vain design,
Armed in the arms of heavenly light,
Of righteousness divine.
4
Leave no unguarded place,
No weakness of the soul;
Take every virtue, every grace,
And fortify the whole:
Indissolubly joined,
To battle all proceed;
But arm yourselves with all the mind
That was in Christ, your Head.
5
From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day:
Still let the Spirit cry,
In all His soldiers, “Come,”
Till Christ the Lord descend from high,
And take the conquerors home.