Soldiers, who are Christ�s below,
Strong in faith resist the foe:
Boundless is the pledged reward
Unto them who serve the Lord.

�Tis no palm of fading leaves
That the conqueror�s hand receives;
Joys are his, serene and pure,
Light that ever shall endure.

For the souls that overcome,
Waits the beauteous heavenly home,
Where the bless�d evermore
Tread, on high, the starry floor.

Passing soon and little worth
Are the things that tempt on earth;
Heavenward lift thy soul�s regard;
God Himself is thy Reward.

Father, Who the crown dost give,
Savior, by Whose death we live,
Spirit, Who our hearts dost raise,
Three in One, Thy Name we praise.