1 Put on thine armor, the foe is near—
The Captain calls.
Following Jesus we’ve naught to fear,
Whate’er appalls.
Clad in the armor of truth and right,
Thy foes disarm,
Trusting the Saviour, whose word is might,
No ill can harm.
Refrain:
Shout! Shout the battle cry,
Forward we go;
Bravely we’re pressing on,
Facing the foe,
Ne’er count the battle lost,
E’er count it won,
Lay not thine armor down
Till life’s work is done.
2 Having your feet with the gospel shod,
Then march along—
Treading the path which the Master trod,
With victor’s song.
Truth be thy helmet and faith the shield
In thy right hand;
Sword of the Spirit go bravely wield
At God’s command. [Refrain]
3 Strong in the Lord, let thy soul be brave,
Each foe defy.
His, is the battle, and he will save—
On him rely.
Having done all, let us boldly stand
In Jesus’ might,
Led by the Saviour’s almighty hand,
We’ll win the fight. [Refrain]
Source: The Old Story in Song #8