1.A soldier！a soldier！Iˊm longing to be： The name and the life of a soldier for me！I would not be living at ease and at play； True honor and glory I’d win in my day.
2.A soldier！a soldier！in armor arrayed；My weapons in hand，of no contest afraid； Iˊd ever be ready to strike the.rst blow，And to.ght my way through the ranks of the foe.
3.But then，let me tell you，no blood would I shed，No victory seek o’er the dying and dead；A far braver soldier than this would I be；A warrior of Truth，in the ranks of the free.
4.A soldier！a soldier！Oh，then，let me be！My friends，I invite you，enlist now with me.
Truthˊs bands shall be mustered，love’s foes shall give way！
Letˊs up，and be clad in our battle array！
（J. G. Adams）