1 Am I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name? MIM 47.2
2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,
Whilst others fought to win the prize
And sailed through bloody seas? MIM 47.3
3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God? MIM 47.4
4 Sure I must fight if I would reign:
Increase my courage, Lord;
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain.
Supported by thy word. MIM 48.1
5 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from afar,
And seize it with their eye. MIM 48.2
6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be thine. MIM 48.3