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ARE we the soldiers of the Cross,
    The followers of the Lamb?
And shall we fear to own His cause,
    Or blush to speak His name?
 
2  Must we be carried to the skies
    On peaceful beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
    And sailed through bruising seas?
 
3  No! we must fight if we would reign;
    Increase our courage, Lord:
We’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
    Supported by Thy Word.
 
4  Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
    Shall conquer, though they’re slain:
They see the triumph from afar,
    And shall with Jesus reign.
 
5  When that illustrious Day shall rise,
    And all Thine armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,
    The glory shall be Thine.
 
Isaac Watts, 1674-1748