Rise sons of Zion — peaceful warriors rise !

Rise sons of Zion — peaceful warriors rise!
This is no time of ease for soldiers true,
But battles must be fought, and victories
Be won for Him, who fought and bled for you.
The ark and Israel dwell in tents; — who yields,
Or lingers, when the gospel trumpet sounds,
Where God's hosts " camped in the open fields,"
Trim their watch-fires, and tread their holy rounds!
Talk not of weakness; — who is strong unless
God's Arm uphold him, and God's Spirit bless?
Fear not disorder; — where should soldiers be
But where the faithful strive for mastery!
Dread not the din, — the toil, — the tug of war,
Christ makes His servant "more than conqueror!"