O Church Arise

by Stuart Townend, Keith Getty

O Church, arise
And put your armor on
Hear the call of Christ, our Captain
For now the weak can say 
That they are strong
In the strength that God has given
With shield of faith 
And belt of truth
We’ll stand against the devil’s lies
An army bold
Whose battle cry is love
Reaching out to those in darkness

Our call to war
To love the captive soul
But to rage against the captor
And with the sword that 
Makes the wounded whole
We will fight and faith and valor
When faced with trials on every side
We know the outcome is secure
And Christ will have 
The prize for which He died
And inheritance of nations

Come see the cross
Where love and mercy meet
As the Son of God is stricken
Then see His foes lie 
Crushed beneath His feet
For the Conqueror has risen
And as the stone is rolled away
And Christ emerges from the grave
This victory march continues till the day
Every eye and heart shall see Him

So Spirit, come
Put strength in every stride
Give grace for every hurdle
That we may run with
Faith to win the prize
Of a servant good and faithful
As saints of old still line the way
Retelling triumphs of His grace
We hear their calls 
And hunger for the day
When with Christ 
We stand in glory