Am I a Soldier of the Cross?

A follower of the Lamb,

And shall I fear to own His cause,

Or blush to speak His name?

Must I be carried to the skies

On flowery beds of ease,

While others fought to win the prize,

And sailed through bloody seas?

Are there no foes for me to fight?

Must I not stem the flood?

Is this dark world a friend to grace,

To help me on to God?

Sure, I must fight if I would reign

Increase my courage, Lord.

I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,

Supported by Thy word.

Thy saints, in all this glorious war

Shall conquer, though they die;

They see the triumph from afar

By faith's discerning eye.

When that illustrious day shall rise

And all Thine armies shine

In robes of victory through the skies,

The glory shall be Thine.