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And I'll sing hallelujah,
And glory be to God on high;
There's glory beaming through the sky. 2 Our conflicts here, though great they be,
Shall not prevent our victory,
Like soldiers in the good old way.
May none of us from thee depart;
We 're marching in the good old way. 4 Though Satan may his powers employ,
Our happiness for to destroy,
And shout and sing the good old way. 5 And when on Pisgah's top we stand,
And view by faith the promis'd land,
And march along the good old way.
Remember glory's at the end ;
When we have run the good old way. 7 Then far beyond this mortal shore,
We'll meet with those who've gone before
HYMN 106. L. M.. 1.A
SOLDIER, Lord, thou hast me made,
Thou art my Captain, King, and Head,
And I will fight for king Jesus.
That I may march the heavenly way:
Nor from my duty e'er depart,
And own the victory won by thee.
To boldly face the enemy;
And fit to stand the grand review.
With sound of trumpet not of drum,
And ground our arms at Jesu's feet. 5 The war is o'er, and we are free,
To join the blood-wash'd company;
HYMN 107. P. M.
"Y E ,
Prepare for the battle, the gospel alarms, The trumpets are sounding, come soldiers and see,
The standard and colours of sweet liberty. 9 Tho' Satan's black trumpet is sounding so near,
Take courage brave soldiers, his armies we dare:
In the mount of salvation, in Christ's armoury, There's swords, shields, and breast-plates, and
helmets for thee; Be not faint-heart though he roars like a flood,
He'll not stand before the bright arinies of God. 4 To battle, to battle, the-trumpets doth sound,
The watchnien are crying fair Zion around: The signal for victry! hark! hark! from the sky; Shout, shout ye brave armies, the watchmen all
cry. 5 As the great Goliah, Apollyon shall fall;
With the sword of the Spirit we'll conquer them
We'll leave no opposers alive in the field,
yield, 6 Thro' Jesus, our wisdom, we'll baffle his rage, My heart beats for conquest, come soldiers
engage; The trumpets are sounding-the armies appcar, We'll not leave one standing from front to tho
rear. 7 King Jesus is riding the white horse before, The watchmen close after, the trumpet doth roar : Some shouting, some singing, salvation they cry,
In the strength of King Jesus all hell we defy. 8 Fair Zion's a shouting to her conq'ring King,
Salvation to Jesus, the armies doth eing: Apollyon we've conquer'd and sunk in the flood :
o who can withstand the briglit armies of God ? 9 Behold all the armies are now marching home,
God's trumpet is sounding, and bids them to come, All Zion's fair armies together doth meet,
And lay down their armour at Jesus's feet. 10 The angelic army with Zion combines;
In robes of bright glory eternally shines;
shore, Where wars and commotions can reach them ng
11 Cheer up, ye dear pilgrims, the time's drawing
HYMN 108. C. M.
They call for volunteers;
Behold the officers.
With courage bold they stand,
To march to Canaan's land. 3 It sets my heart all in a flame,
A soldier for to be,
And fight for liberty.
That will their colours fly;
That's not afraid to die.
How martial they appear;.
They look like men of war.
The great eternal Lamb,
King Jesus is his name.
They drive the hosts of hell;
The great Immanuel
8 Sinners, enlist with Jesus Christ,
The eternal Son of God,
Beyond the swelling flood. 9 There on a green and flowery mound,
Where fruits immortal grow,
And our Redeemer know.
In that eternal world,
Shall down to hell be hurld. 11 Lift up your heads, ye soldiers bold,
Redemption's drawing nigh;
That shakes the earth and sky. 12 In fiery chariots we shall rise,
And leave the world on fire;
HYMN 109. C. M.
A follower of the Lamb?
Or blush to speak his name?
On flow'sy beds of ease,
And saild tbrough bloody seas?
Must I not stem the flood ?
To help me on to God ?
Increase my courage, Lord;
Supported by thy word.
Shall conquer though they die,
And seize it with their eye.