Am I a Soldier of the Cross

Am I a soldier of the cross,

A follower of the Lamb,

And shall I fear to won His cause,

Or blush to speak His Name?

And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown!

Yes, we shall wear a crown!

In the new Jerusalem.

Wear a crown, wear a crown.

Wear a bright and shining crown.

And when the battle’s over, we shall wear a crown

In the new Jerusalem.

Must I be carried to the skies

On flow’ry 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?

Sure I must fight if I would reign,

Increase my courage, Lord;

I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain,

Supported by Thy Word.

Let me walk, blessed Lord, in the way Thou hast gone,

Leading straight to the land above;

Giving cheer everywhere to the sad and the lone,

Fill my way every day with love.

Fill my way every day with love,

As I walk with the heav'nly Dove;

Let me go all the while with a song and a smile,

Fill my way every day with love.

Keep me close to the side of my Saviour and guide,

Let me never in darkness rove;

Keep my path free from wrath and my soul satisfied,

Fill my way every day with love.

Soon this race will be o'er and I'll travel no more,

But abide in my home above;

Let me sing, blessed King, all the way to that shore,

Fill my way every day with love.

At the cross, at the cross,

Where I first saw the light,

And the burden of my heart rolled away,

It was there by faith I received my sight,

And now I am happy all the day!

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