1. Let us now our voices raise,
wake the day with gladness;
God himself to joy and praise
turns our human sadness;
joy that martyrs won their crown,
opened heaven's bright portal,
when they laid the mortal down
for the life immortal.
2. Never flinched they from the flame,
from the torture never;
vain the tyrant's sharpest aim,
vain each fierce endeavor:
for by faith they saw the land
decked in all its glory,
where triumphant now they stand
with the victor's story.
3. Up and follow, Christians all:
press through toil and sorrow;
turn from fear, and heed the call
to a glorious morrow!
Who will venture on the strife;
who will first begin it?
Who will grasp the land of Life?
Christians, up and win it!