First Line: Encamped along the hills of light,

Encamped along the hills of light,
Ye Christian soldiers, rise,
And press the battle ere the night
Shall veil the glowing skies;
Against the foe in vales below
Let all our strength be hurled ;
Faith is the victory, we know,
That overcomes the world !

Faith . Is the victory ! Faith . is the victory
Oh, glorious victory, that overcomes the world.

2 His banner over us is Love,
Our sword, the Word of God ;
We tread the road the saints above
With shouts of triumph trod ;
By faith they, like a whirlwind's breath,
Swept on o'er every field ;
The faith by which they conquered Death
Is still our shining shield.

3 On every hand the foe we find
Drawn up in dread array;
Let tents of ease be left behind,
And----onward to the fray !
Salvation's helmet on each head,
With truth all girt about,
The earth shall tremble 'neath our tread,
And echo with our shout !

4 To him that overcomes the foe
White raiment shall be given ;
Before the angels he shall know
His name confessed in heaven ;
Then onward from the hills of light,
Our hearts with love aflame,
We'll vanquish all the hosts of night,
In Jesus' conquering name !