Rise, ye children of salvation,

All who cleave to Christ the Head,

Wake, arise! O mighty nation,

Ere the foe on Zion tread.

Saints and heroes long before us,

Firmly on this ground have stood;

See their banners waving o'er us,

Conquerors through Jesus' blood.

Deathless, we are all unfearing,

Life laid up with Christ in God;

In the morn of His appearing

Floweth forth a glory flood.

Soon we all shall stand before Him,

See and know our glorious Lord;

Soon in joy and light adore Him,

Each receiving his reward.