Scripture Verse

We wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Ephesians 6:12

Introduction

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Fanny Crosby
1820–1915

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in The Joy­ful Sound, ed­it­ed by John Swe­ney & Will­iam J. Kirk­pat­rick (Phil­a­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: John J. Hood, 1889), page 13.

Music: Mont­pel­li­er John R. Swe­ney (🔊 pdf nwc).

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John R. Sweney
1837–1899

Lyrics

Behold the army of the Lord,
How bright its host appears;
Its ranks are marshalled, every one,
And filled with volunteers.

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There is no place for coward hearts,
Who from their colors fly;
The Gospel calls for loyal ones
Who do not fear to die.

The trump of war is sounding now,
Its signal well we know;
It bids the soldiers of the cross
Take arms against the foe.

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The battle storm may do its worst,
Our ardor still shall rise;
We’ll never lay our armor down,
Till faith presents the prize.

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And when by grace our vict’ry won,
Like stars in Heav’n we shine;
We’ll shout and sing thro’ endless years,
The praise, O Lord, be Thine.

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