This life is all a battle-field;
And Right and Wrong are waging
A mighty warfare in the earth,
In which we're all engaging.

Then gird the Christian armor on,
And bravely forth to strife:
There's nothing like the Christian's hope,
For the “ups and downs” of life.

Life hath its gulf-streams, and too oft
Its maelstroms of temptation:
He's safe alone whose pilot is
The Captain of Salvation.

And Life is full of changeful scenes,
While joy and sorrow pass,
Like waves of shadow chasing swift
O'er long, green summer grass.

Then seek the guidance of that star
Which shines where strife's suspended:
There rest and joy the victor wait;
There “ups and downs” are ended,

Yes, gird the Christian armor on,
And bravely forth to strife:
There's nothing like the Christian's hope
For the “ups and downs” of life.