Rise, ye children of salvation, All who cleave to Christ the Head, Wake, arise! O mighty nation, Ere the foe on Zion tread Pour it forth our mighty anthem, Pour it forth our mighty anthem, Like the thunders of the sea Through the blood of Christ our ransom, More than conquerors are we More than conquerors are we More than conquerors are we Through the blood of Christ our ranson, More than conquerors are we Saints and heroes long before us, Firmly on this ground have stood; See their banners waving o'er us, Conquerors through Jesus' blood Deathless, we are all unfearing, Life laid up with Christ in God; In the morn of His appearing Floweth forth a glory flood Soon we all shall stand before Him, See and know our glorious Lord; Soon in joy and light adore Him, Each receiving his reward