Scripture Verse

They shall lift up their voice, they shall sing for the majesty of the Lord. Isaiah 24:14

Introduction

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Edward H. Bickersteth, Jr.
(1825–1906)

Words: Ed­ward H. Bick­er­steth, Jr., 1848.

Music: Llanglo­ffan, from Hym­nau a Tho­nau, by Dan­i­el S. Ev­ans (Lon­don: No­vel­lo, 1865) (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Lyrics

O brothers, lift your voices,
Triumphant songs to raise;
Till Heav’n on high rejoices,
And earth is filled with praise;
Ten thousand hearts are bounding,
With holy hopes and free;
The Gospel trump is sounding,
The trump of jubilee.

O Christian brothers, glorious
Shall be the conflict’s close;
The cross hath been victorious,
And shall be o’er its foes;
Faith is our battle token;
Our leader all controls;
Our trophies, fetters broken;
Our captives, ransomed souls.

Not unto us, Lord Jesus:
To Thee all praise be due,
Whose blood-bought mercy frees us,
Has freed our brethren, too.
Not unto us: in glory
The angels catch the strain,
And cast their crowns before Thee
Exultingly again.

Captain of our salvation,
Thy presence we adore!
Praise, glory, adoration
Be Thine forevermore;
Still on in conflict pressing
On Thee Thy people call,
Thee King of kings confessing,
Thee crowning Lord of all.