Angel your march oppose,
Who still in strength excel,
Your secret, sworn, eternal foes,
Countless, invisible.
With rage that never ends
Their hellish arts they try;
Legions of dire malicious fiends,
And spirits enthroned on high.

On earth the usurpers reign,
Exert their baneful power,
O’er the poor fallen sons of men
They tyrannize their hour:
But shall believers fear?
But shall believers fly?
Or see the bloody cross appear,
And all their power defy?

Jesus’ tremendous Name
Puts all our foes to flight:
Jesus, the meek, the angry Lamb,
A Lion is in fight.
By all hell’s host withstood,
We all hell’s host o’erthrow;
And conquering them, through Jesus’ blood,
We still to conquer go.

Our Captain leads us on;
He beckons from the skies,
And reaches out a starry crown,
And bids us take the prize:
“Be faithful unto death;
Partake My victory;
And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath.
And thou shalt reign with Me.”

Lo, the conflict of the ages is upon us today,
And the armies are assembling all in battle array;
Are you numbered with the faithful, one of God’s loyal few,
Who have sworn Him full allegiance? can He count upon you?

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Have your eyes caught the vision?
Have your hearts felt the thrill?
To the call of the Master do you answer, “I will”?
For the conflict of the ages, told by prophets and by sages,
In its fury is upon us, is upon us today.

Catch the vision of a lost world going downward in sin,
While the Master’s great commission long unheeded has been;
See the children of the kingdom joined in heart and in hand,
Pressing forward in the struggle to redeem this fair land.

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See the Church of God awaking and with glorious zest
She is laying on her altars now her noblest and blest;
T’ward the final consummation we are hastening on,
And the time for loyal service will forever be done.

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Christ, our mighty Captain, leads against the foe,
We will never falter when He bids us go;
Tho’ His righteous purpose we may never know,
Yet we’ll follow all the way.

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Forward! forward! ’tis the Lord’s command;
Forward! forward! to the promised land;
Forward! forward! let the chorus ring:
We are sure to win with Christ, our King!

Satan’s fearful onslaughts cannot make us yield;
While we trust in Christ, our Buckler and our Shield;
Pressing ever on—the Spirit’s sword we wield,
And we follow all the way.

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Let our glorious banner ever be unfurled;
From its mighty stronghold evil shall be hurled;
Christ, our mighty Captain, overcomes the world,
And we follow all the way.

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Fierce the battle rages—but ’twill not be long,
Then triumphant, shall we join the blessèd throng,
Joyfully uniting in the victor’s song—
If we follow all the way.

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God is keeping His soldiers fighting,
Evermore we shall conquerors be;
All the hosts of Hell are uniting,
But we’re sure to have victory.
Though to beat us they’ve been trying,
Our colors still are flying,
And our flag shall wave forever,
For we never will give in.

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No, we never, never, never will give in,
No we won’t! No we won’t!
No, we never, never, never will give in,
For we mean to have the victory forever.

We will follow our conquering Savior,
From before Him Hell’s legions shall fly;
Our battalions never shall waver,
They’re determined to conquer or die.
From holiness and Heaven
We never will be driven;
We will stand our ground forever,
For we never will give in.

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With salvation for every nation,
To the ends of the earth we will go,
With a free and full salvation,
All the power of the cross we’ll show.
We’ll tear Hell’s throne to pieces,
And win the world for Jesus,
We’ll be conquerors forever,
For we never will give in.

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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 Jesus’ Name I lift it up,
All stained with hallowed blood.
His standard-bearer, I
To all the nations call,
Let all to Jesus’ 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 giv’n,
He ever reigns the same;
Salvation, happiness, and Heav’n
Are all in Jesus’ 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 driv’n,
By flaming vengeance hurled,
They throng the air, and darken Heav’n,
And rule the lower world.

O hear them marching, marching,
The legions of good will,
The men of peace who seek not
To bomb and maim and kill;
They march not to their conquest
With battle flags unfurled;
But with their gentle spirit
They shall subdue the world.

Through all the bloodstained ages
Their numbers have increased,
The spirit struggling upward
To overcome the beast;
The meek who shall inherit
And rule the warring earth,
With patient faith are bringing
The new regime to birth.

The men of war oppose them,
And seek to bar the way,
The powers of darkness striving
To thwart the coming day;
But, led by unseen forces,
Their hosts are marching still,
To build for future ages
The kingdom of good will.

A mighty Captain leads them,
The valiant Prince of Peace;
They shall possess the future,
And ancient wrongs shall cease;
O men of good will, marching
To bloodless victory,
We join your hosts in building
The kingdom that shall be.

We are living, we are dwelling, in a grand and awful time,
In an age on ages telling; to be living is sublime.
Hark! the waking up of nations, Gog and Magog to the fray;
Hark! what soundeth is creation’s groaning for the latter day.

Will ye play, then? will ye dally far behind the battle line?
Up! it is Jehovah’s rally; God’s own arm hath need of thine.
Worlds are charging, heaven beholding; thou hast but an hour to fight;
Now, the blazoned cross unfolding, on, right onward for the right!

Sworn to yield, to waver, never; consecrated, born again;
Sworn to be Christ’s soldiers ever, O for Christ at least be men!
O let all the soul within you for the truth’s sake go abroad!
Strike! let every nerve and sinew tell on ages, tell for God.

Ye soldiers of the King of kings,
Your Captain calls today;
Oh, heed the message that He brings,
The call to arms obey.

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Out with the mighty sword of God!
Wield it in might, be strong!
The Word of God we’ll spread abroad
And triumph over wrong.

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The hosts of sin are raging round,
The conflict fiercer grows;
March on, the Lord in glory crowned,
Hath vanquished all His foes.

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The victory will soon be ours,
In Him we ne’er can fail;
O’er death, and hell, and all the powers
Through Christ we shall prevail.

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My faith, it is an oaken staff,
The traveler’s well loved aid;
My faith, it is a weapon stout,
The soldier’s trusty blade,
I’ll travel on, and still be stirred,
By silent thought or social word;
By all my perils undeterred,
A soldier pilgrim staid.

I have a Guide, and in His steps
When travelers have trod,
Whether beneath was flinty rock
Or yielding grassy sod,
They cared not, with force unspent,
Unmoved by pain, they onward went,
Unstayed by pleasures, still they bent
Their zealous course to God.

My faith, it is an oaken staff,
O let me on it lean!
My faith, it is a trusty sword,
May falsehood find it keen!
Thy Spirit, Lord, to me impart,
O make me what Thou ever art,
Of patient and courageous heart,
As all true saints have been.