Come, Christians, be valiant, our Jesus is near us,
We’ll conquer the powers of darkness and sin;
Through grace and the spirit, we’ll glory inherit,
While peace, like a river, gives comfort within.
We’ve trials and losses and hardships and crosses,
But heaven will pay us for all that we bear;
‘Twill soon end in pleasure and glory forever,
And bright crowns of glory in heaven we’ll wear.
Young converts, be humble, your prospects are blooming,
The wings of kind angels around you are spread,
While some are oppressed with sorrow and suff’ring,
The spirit of joy upon you he hath shed.