The War by J. A. Dayton

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Feb 3, 1863

The War.

By J. A. Dayton

THE war with carnal weapons fought Is not the war for me; But that in which God's saints are taught To gain the victory, His word the sword, and faith my shield, With Jesus' help I ne'er will yield, Till from all sin I'm free. O that's the war for me, &c.

The strife in which revenge must live Is not the strife for me. My Captain bids me all forgive, If I'd forgiven be. With love my breast-plate, firm I'll stand, O'er every passion gain command: O this is liberty. Be this the strife for me, &c.

'Mid death, and blood, a flag's unfurled, 'Tis not the flag for me; Its bearers, unprepared, are hurled Into eternity. But there's a banner proud doth wave, The name inscribed hath power to save; Tells of mount Calvary. O that's the flag for me, &c.

Yes, there's a strife, a deadly strife, Which every saint must share. And all who would victorious prove, Must the whole armor wear. Our foes are strong, but stronger He Who gained o'er death the victory, And bought our liberty. O that's the strife for me, &c.

Then who will wear this armor bright, And come, a volunteer? The fight is good—there's no retreat, And ne'er was better cheer. Lay every care and weight aside, Your every need will be supplied; There yet is room for thee. O come while mercy's free, &c. J. A. DAYTON. Chesaning, Mich.