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