1 Rouse from your slumbers! Day is at hand;
Glory of morning breaks over all the land;
God’s hosts are marching, banners unfurled,
Clear sounds the bugle call around the world!

Refrain:
Gird on your armor! Stay not behind!
Now in the tree-tops whispers the wind,
God goes before you, forth to the fray!
Rise at the bugle call, and march away!

2 Long-hoped and prayed-for day of our Lord,
When Satan’s empire falls by the Spirit’s sword!
God’s hosts will conquer; power from above
Strengthens the soldiers of the Lord of love. [Refrain]

3 Souls long in bondage sigh for release;
Hearts sore and troubled long cry for rest and peace.
God’s hosts advancing loudly proclaim
Hope of salvation in the Saviour’s name. [Refrain]

4 Shrink not from danger! Be not dismayed!
Jesus your Leader brave calls to you for aid.
Great is the glory, rich the reward,
Promised the soldiers true of Christ the Lord! [Refrain]