Soldiers of Christ, arise
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Soldiers of Christ, arise,And put your armor on;Fight, for the battle will be ours;We fight to win a crown.
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We fight not against flesh,We wrestle not with blood;But principalities and powers,And for the truth of God;
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With wicked spirits, too,That in high places stand,Perverting oft the word of God,And say 't is by command.
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Put all the armor on,Like valiant soldiers stand;Let all your loins be girt with truth,Waiting our Lord's command.
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While Jesus is our friend,And his rich grace supplies,We 'll march like valiant soldiers on;We 're sure to win the prize.
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The battle 's almost o'er;The race is nearly run;Then with our glorious, conquering KingWe 'll sit down on his throne.