#73The Christian Uniform

DREST uniform Christ's soldiers are, When duty calls abroad: Not purchased at their cost or care, But by their Prince bestowed. Christ's soldiers eat the bread of life, Wear regimental dress; 'Tis heavenly white, and faced with red, 'Tis Christ's own righteousness.

'Tis of one piece; and wove throughout So curiously, there's none Can dress up in this seamless coat, Till Jesus puts it on. No art of man can weave this robe, 'Tis of such mixture fine; Nor can the worth of all this globe, By purchase make it mine.

A bright and sightly robe it is; And to the soldier dear; No rose can learn to blush like this; Or lily look so fair. 'Tis wrought by Jesus' skillful hand, And stained in his own blood; It makes the angels gazing stand, To view this robe of God.

This vesture never waxes old, No spot thereon can fall; It makes the soldiers strong and bold, And dutiful withal. Lord dress us in this robe each day, And it will hide our shame; It makes us fight 'gainst sin, and pray, And bless our Captain's name.

How firm and bold Christ's soldiers are, When dressed up in this robe; They look like men equipp'd for war, Or like the sons of God; Their shield is faith, their helmet, hope, And thus they march Christ's road. Christ's Spirit is their glitt'ring sword, They act their part for God.