1 God’s trumpet wakes the slumb’ring world,
Now each man to his post!
The red-cross banner is unfurled—
Who join the glorious host?
He who is fealty to the truth,
And counting all the cost,
Doth consecrate his gen’rous youth,—
He joins the noble host.
2 He who, no anger on his tongue,
Nor any idle boast,
Bears steadfast witness ‘gainst the wrong,—
He joins the sacred host.
He who, with calm, undaunted will,
Ne’er counts the battle lost,
But, tho’ defeated, battles still,—
He joins the faithful host.
3 He who is ready for the cross,
The cause despised loves most,
And shuns not pain, or shame, or loss,—
He joins the martyr-host.
God’s trumpet wakes the slumb’ring world,
Now each man to his post!
The red-cross banner is unfurled;
We join the glorious host.
Source: Williston Hymns #36