Who is on the Lord’s side?
Who will serve the King?
Who will be His help­ers,
Other lives to bring?
Who will leave the world’s side?
Who will face the foe?
Who is on the Lord’s side?
Who for Him will go?
By Thy call of mer­cy,
By Thy grace di­vine,
We are on the Lord’s side—
Savior, we are Thine.

Not for weight of glo­ry,
Not for crown and palm,
Enter we the ar­my,
Raise the war­rior psalm;
But for love that claim­eth
Lives for whom He died:
He whom Je­sus nam­eth
Must be on His side.
By Thy love con­strain­ing,
By Thy grace di­vine,
We are on the Lord’s side—
Savior, we are Thine.

Jesus, Thou hast bought us,
Not with gold or gem,
But with Thine own life blood,
For Thy dia­dem;
With Thy bless­ing fill­ing
Each who comes to Thee,
Thou hast made us will­ing,
Thou hast made us free.
By Thy grand re­dem­ption,
By Thy grace di­vine,
We are on the Lord’s side—
Savior, we are Thine.

Fierce may be the con­flict,
Strong may be the foe,
But the King’s own ar­my
None can ov­er­throw.
’Round His stand­ard rang­ing,
Victory is se­cure,
For His truth un­chang­ing
Makes the tri­umph sure.
Joyfully en­list­ing,
By Thy grace di­vine,
We are on the Lord’s side—
Savior, we are Thine.

Chosen to be sol­diers,
In an ali­en land,
Chosen, called, and faith­ful,
For our cap­tain’s band;
In the ser­vice roy­al,
Let us not grow cold;
Let us be right loy­al, noble,
True and bold.
Master, Thou wilt keep us,
By Thy grace di­vine,
Always on the Lord’s side—
Savior, al­ways Thine.