Soldiers of Christ are we
Marching to victory,
Marching to heaven;
In his bright armor dressed,
His cross our chosen crest,
And for our food and rest,
His word is given.

2 Tho' foes our path surround,
Tho' toils and cares abound,
Onward we tread;
We hear our Lord's command;
We grasp each shining brand,
And, like a banner grand,
Hope waves o'erhead.

3 Soldiers of Christ are we,
Light, Love, and Liberty
Our battle call!
Till truth shall win the day,
Till right shall gain the sway,
Till sin is driven away,
We fight or fall.