Christ has need of sol­diers,
Brave and staunch and true;
In the front of bat­tle
There’s a place for you;
Ever march­ing on­ward
Through a world of sin,
For the heav’n­ly coun­try
Is the prize we win.

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Onward! sol­diers of the cross,
Doubting ne­ver, trust­ing ev­er;
Onward! sol­diers of the cross,
Trusting the Lord,
Heeding His Word,
Onward to vic­to­ry!

Satan would op­pose us,
Tempt our souls to stray,
But through Him who loves us
We shall win the day;
Other val­iant sol­diers
In the ages past,
O’er this up­ward path­way
Reached their home at last.

Refrain

Let us then with cour­age
Press our up­ward way,
With our gaze on Je­sus,
Ever watch and pray;
Blazoned on our ban­ner,
Christ the Lord of all,
While we shout, Ho­san­na,
Satan’s hosts must fall.

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