If men of earth, for earth's renown,
Are willing long to wait or toil,
Nor shrink to lay existence down
Upon the war-field's bloody soil;--

If there is nought they'll not endure,
If there is nought they will not dare,
To make their hopes, their purpose sure,
Their wealth to gain, their wreath to wear;--

Oh, say, shall we, who bear a name
That intimates our heavenly birth,
Behold our efforts put to shame,
When placed beside the zeal of earth?

'Tis Jesus calls. For his dear sake,
If they their all for earth have given,
Oh, let us haste his cross to take,
And give our hearts, our all for heaven.