O CHRISTIAN, AWAKE! FOR THE STRIFE IS AT HAND

O Christian, awake! for the strife is at hand,
With helmet and shield and a sword in thy hand,
To meet the bold tempter, go, fearlessly go!
And stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe.

Whatever thy danger, take heed and beware,
But turn not thy back, for no armour is there;
The legions of darkness if thou wouldst o’erthrow,
Then stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe.

The cause of thy Master with vigour defend;
Be watchful, be zealous, and fight to the end;
Wherever He leads thee, go, valiantly go,
And stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe.

Press on, never doubting, thy Captain is near,
With grace to supply, and with comfort to cheer;
His love like a stream in the desert will flow;
Then stand, like the brave, with thy face to the foe

[chorus]
Stand like the brave, stand like the brave,
Stand like the brave, with thy face to the foe.