Library Home Page LCU Home Page

Hymnals of the Stone-Campbell Movement

Enos E. Dowling Hymnal Collection

Hymn: Come soldiers of Jesus your armour gird on (FL)

Hymnal: The Pilgrim's Song

Date: 1814

Compiler: Elias Smith

Publisher/Printer: Elias Smith

First Line: Come soldiers of Jesus your armour gird on

Topic: <no topic given>

Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>

Composer:

Meter:

Tune:

Hymn Number: 2

Page Number: 004, click to see hymnal pages

Lyics

Come soldiers of Jesus, your armour gird on;

Your Captain commands you, God's well belov'd Son;

He's unfurl'd his banner, in our happy land,

Come rally around it, ye cross bearing gand.



Throw by men's inventions, abide by God's word;

For Jesus is your Lawgiver, Master, and Lord;

His laws are not grievous, but righteous and good;

And we are his servants, the price of his blood.



O how has he wearied you, Christians declare;

Don't think it presumption his name for to bear;

The disciples at Antioch flourished and grew,

Not fettered by human invention like you.



O how has he wearied you, Christians declare;

Don't think it presumption his name for to hear;

The disciples at Antioch flourished and grew,

Not fettered by human invention like you.



O love one another, you Jesus command;

Unite with your voices, your hearts, and your hands,

Like an army with banners, you dreadful shall be;

The best of the aliens before you shall flee.



Bold Atheists and Deists shall then hide their face,

When Christians unite as dear children of grace;

The scorner, blasphemer, before you shall fall;

And sinners confounded, for mercy shall call.



Yet thousands dear Christians coaverted shall be;

The haughty gainsayers, themselves bow the knee;

Their weeping and crying shall reach to the clouds,

And poor bleeding Zion be swarming with crowds.



Then God's ancient people, the poor scatter'd Jews;

Who long have been exiles, no more shall refuse;

To own our dear Jesus, their promised king;

But fly and take shelter beneath his kind wing.



O then the Millennium, the long wish'd for day;

For which our great Master has taught us to pray;

Shall come and bring with it a kingdom below;

When every nation to Jesus shall bow.



Come children of God, you, for whom Christ has dy'd;

Come show that indeed you are on the Lord's side;

Throw by human creeds, appellations, and laws,

And live by the gospel and honor its cause.