We Are Living, We Are Dwelling

We are living, we are dwelling,
In a grand and awful time,
In an age on ages telling;
To be living is sublime.
Hark! the waking up of nations,
Hosts advancing to the fray;
Hark! what soundeth is creation’s
Groaning for the latter day.

Will ye play, then? will ye dally
Far behind the battle line?
Up! it is Jehovah’s rally;
God’s own arm hath need of thine.
Worlds are charging, heaven beholding;
Thou hast but an hour to fight;
Now, the blazoned cross unfolding,
On, right onward for the right!

Sworn to yield, to waver, never;
Consecrated, born again;
Sworn to be Christ’s soldiers ever,
O for Christ at least be men!
O let all the soul within you
For the truth’s sake go abroad!
Strike! let every nerve and sinew
Tell on ages, tell for God.

MIDI sequence copyright © 2001 Brian M. Ames.