Jesus, my King, proclaims the war

Verse 1

Jesus my king proclaims the war, "Awake! the powers of hell are near! "Arm with my grace!" I hear him cry, 'Tis yours to conquer, or to die."

Verse 2

Roused by the animating sound, I cast my eager eyes around; Make haste to gird my armor on, And bid each trembling fear be gone.

Verse 3

Hope is my helmet, faith my shield, The word of God, the sword I wield: With sacred truth my loins are girt, And holy zeal inspires my heart.

Verse 4

Thus armed, I venture on the sight, Resolved to put my foes to flight; While Jesus kindly deigns to spread His conquering banner o'er my head.

Verse 5

In him I hope, in him I trust; His bleeding cross is all my boast: Through troops of foes he'll lead me on To victory, and the victor's crown.