Followers of Christ! arise,

And put your armor on,

Strong in the strength which God supplies

To each obedient son.

Stand forth in His great might,

With all His strength endued;

But take, to arm you for the fight,

The panoply of God.

And, above all, lay hold

Of faith’s victorious shield;

Armed with that adamant and gold,

Ye cannot lose the field.

Leave no unguarded place,

No weakness of the soul;

Take every virtue, every grace,

And consecrate the whole.

That having all things done,

And conquered in the strife,

To nobler service ye pass on,

And an undying life!