1 Arm these, thy soldiers, mighty Lord,
With armor of faith and Spirit’s sword,
That forth to the battle they may go,
And boldly fight the foe.
With banner of the cross unfurled,
And by it overcome the world;
And so at last receive from thee
The crown of victory.

2 Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come,
And make all thy servants’ hearts thy home,
That each may a living temple be,
Hallow’d for aye to thee;
Enrich that temple’s holy shrine
With tenfold gifts of grace divine;
With wisdom, light and knowledge bless,
Strength, fear and godliness.