Rise at the cry of battle
Rise at the cry of battle,
arm for the coming strife;
by night and day you must fight your way
till you pass through death to life;
ready to face the danger,
ready to right the wrong.
There is many a foe on the way you go:
quit you like men, be strong!
Fiery and fierce the conflict,
daring and swift the foe;
his hosts are found on the battle ground,
where they wait to lay you low.
Sharp are his darts and deadly,
keen is the strife and long;
then arm for the fight in the armor of light:
quit you like men, be strong!
Strive till the strife is over,
fight till the fight is won;
though sore oppressed, seek not for rest
until the day is done.
After the well-fought battle
join in the victor's song;
your trophies bring to Christ your King.
Quit you like men, be strong!
Words: Ada R. Greenaway, 1916
Music: Battle Cry
Meter: 76 86 D
Website compiled by Steve Benner, 1999-2003.