Hymn 427:
Hark! the swelling breezes, rising
From afar,
Bring the sounds of conflict from
the holy war.
God is with our armies, He the word
has gi’vn,
He is watching o’er you, messengers
Of heav’n.
Go, thou mighty gospel, conq’ering
On thy way;
Idols bow before thee, hearthen
Temples fall;
Soon the world shall own thee victor
Over all.
O thou blessed saviour reigning
Now on high,
May thy faithful soldiers find thee
Ever nigh,
Bid the glorious mission speed from
Sea to sea,
Till the whole creation worship
Only Thee.
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