1 The Son of God goes forth to war,
A kingly crown to gain;
His blood-red banner streams afar;—
Who follows in His train?

Chorus:
The Son of God goes forth to war!
Who best can drink his cup of woe,
Triumphant over pain,
Who patient bears his cross below,—
He follows in His train.

2 A noble army—men and boys,
The matron and the maid—
Around the Savior’s throne rejoice,
In robes of light arrayed. [Chorus]

3 They climbed the steep ascent of heav’n,
Thro’ peril, toil and pain;
O God, to us may grace be giv’n
To follow in their train! [Chorus]