Am I A Soldier Of The Cross
A Follower Of The Lamb?
And Shall I Fear To Own His Cause
Or Blush To Speak His Name?
In The Name, The Precious Name
Of Him Who Died For Me,
Through Grace I Will Win The Promised Crown,
Whatever My Cross May Be.
Must I Be Carried To The Skies
On Flowery Beds Of Ease,
While Others Fought To Win The Prize,
And Sailed Through 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 Will Bear The Toil, Endure The Pain
Supported By Thy Word