Soldiers for Je­sus, press on to­day,
Fear not sin’s ter­rors, cease not to pray;
Keep bright the ar­mor, hold fast the shield,
Never to Sa­tan one vic­to­ry yield.

Refrain

O how sweet it is to ral­ly
Round the stan­dard sheet of love.
’Neath the cloud­less sky of Hea­ven,
Where the Sav­ior stands above!
In the pre­sence of the Fa­ther
And His ho­ly an­gels bright
Heaven’s smile is on its sol­diers
As they bat­tle for the right.

You who are plant­ing seeds on the field,
Plant deep the word-seed, it God will shield
From birds of ev­il who ho­ver o’er
Fields where you scat­ter seeds from your store.

Refrain

Reapers for Je­sus, go forth to­day;
See, grains are nod­ding—go now, we pray;
Sharpen the sic­kle, bring from the fields
Sheaves which the Mas­ter in har­vest yields.

Refrain