Let God arise to lead forth those
Who march to war!
Let God arise, and all His foes
Be scat­tered far!

So Is­ra­el prayed, and Thou, O Lord,
Wast with him then:
Be with us now, who draw the sword
For war again.

Grant Thou our sol­diers cour­age high
When foes are near,
To strive, to suf­fer, or to die
Untouched by fear.

Grant strength to those who mourn to­day
Their loved ones lost,
Yea, those who give their best, nor stay
To count the cost.

Fight Thou for us, that we may fill
Thy courts with praise;
Then teach us mer­cy, teach us still
The fall­en to raise.

Yet more and more, as ag­es run,
Bid war­fare cease,
And give to all be­neath the sun
Love, free­dom, peace.