O church arise and put your armor on

Hear the call of Christ our captain

For now the weak can say that they are strong

In the strength that God has given

With shield of faith and belt of truth

We'll stand against the devil's lies

An army bold whose battle cry is love

Reaching out to those in darkness

Our call to war, to love the captive soul

But to rage against the captor

And with the sword that makes the wounded whole

We will fight in faith and valor

When faced with trials on every side

We know the outcome is secure

And Christ will have the prize for which He died

An inheritance of nations

So Spirit come, put strength in every stride

Give grace for every hurdle

That we may run with faith to win the prize

Of a servant good and faithful

As saints of old still line the way

Retelling triumphs of His grace

We hear their calls and hunger for the day

When with Christ we stand in glory

O church arise

O church arise

O church arise

O church arise

O church arise