Am I a soldier of the cross–
A foll’wer of the Lamb,–
And shall I fear to own His cause,
Or blush to speak His name?
Must I be carried to the skies
On flow’ry beds of ease;
While others fought to win the prize,
And sail’d thro’ bloody seas?
Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?
Since I must fight if I would reign,
Increase my courage, Lord:
I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by Thy word.
Isaac Watts/Thos.A. Arne