Skip to main content
A ROUSE ye, arouse ye, O servants of God!
His right arm, your strength, and your leader,
His rod
Oh, haste from the north, from the south, to His call;
His cause shall prevail,—He shall reign over all!
Farewell to your dreaming; no longer delay;
Go tell the glad tidings! God's hand points the way.
Go forward! go forward! to conquer or die;
God will make sure the victory.

CHORUS

Haste and bear the banner forth,
East and west, and south and north;
Haste to lift the cross on high,
The pledge of victory
Haste and bear the banner forth,
East and west, and south and north;
Haste to lift the cross on high,
The pledge of victory,—
The cross, and victory!

The morning has broken, the noonday is near;
Go forward with courage, nor doubt ye, nor fear.
Rely on His promise, His oath, and His word;
His Spirit your helper, His Gospel, your sword
The Prince of Salvation is winning His way,—
Bring crowns for His brow,—joy, joy, for the day!
Go forward! go forward, to conquer or die;
God will make sure the victory.

CHORUS
Rate this poem
No votes yet
Reviews
No reviews yet.