Text Based On Isaiah Chapter 58
Cry aloud, spare not, lift up thy
voice like a trumpet, and shew my
people their transgression, and the
house of Jacob their sins.

O CRY ALOUD AND SPARE NOT

O cry aloud and spare not,
Ye watchmen on the wall,
Unless we go to battle
Our Zion here will fall.
Put on the Gospel armour;
Put on thy shoes of peace.
We’ll fight till Christ with glory
Shall cause all wars to cease.

The multitudes run blindly
Along the large, broad way.
They’re crying peace and safety
And know not what they say.
Wake up and sense the danger,
My friends, be cleansed within;
Not just a carnal Christian,
“Ye must be born again!”