This is but thy battle-ground;
2 Up! and take thy shield and sword;
Up! it is the call of heaven:
Shrink not faithless from the Lord:
Nobly strive as he hath striven.
3 Break through all the force of ill;
Tread the might of passion down—
Struggling onward, onward still,
To the conquering Saviour’s crown!
4 Through the midst of toil and pain,