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glory doth shine; Moment by mo-ment, O Lord, I

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am Thine.

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Angel harps, for ev - er ringing, Rest not day or night; Thousands Thou didst ears, and hands, and voices For Thy praise com-bine; Crafts-man's And for Thine ac- cept - ance prof - fer, All un wor thi . ly Hearts and Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Blessed Trinity!

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1. The Son

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of God goes forth to war, A 2. The martyr first, whose gle eye Could pierce beyond the 3. A glorious band, the chos en few, On whom the Spir it no ble ar my: men and boys, The ma tron and the

kingly crown to

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His blood red ban ner streams
Who saw his Master

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in

in

His train?

far, Who follows
the sky, And call'd on Him
they knew, And mock'd the cross
the Saviour's throne re-joice, In robes of light

Twelve valiant saints, their hope
A round

to save. and flame.

array'd.

patient bears his cross be- low, He follows in His train. He pray'd for them that did the wrong: Who fol-lows in His train? They bow'd their necks the death to feel: Who fol- lows in their train? 0 God, to us may grace be giv'n To follow in their train.

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A-men.

4. When He shall come with trumpet sound, Oh, may I then in Him be found!

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dare not trust the sweet-est frame, But wholly lean on In ev - 'ry high and storm - y gale, My anch-or holds with When all a-round my soul gives way, He then is all my Cloth'd in His right-eous - ness a- - lone, Faultless to stand

be

fore the throne!

shifting sand, All other ground is shifting sand. A - men.

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