But 'neath His banner manfully In token that thou too shalt tread Thus outwardly and visibly And the brow that wears His cross Hereafter share His crown. Amen. "Be strong in the Lord, and in the power of His might." 216 SOLDIERS of Christ arise, And put your armour on; Strong in the strength which God supplies Through His eternal Son. Strong in the Lord of hosts, And in His mighty power; Who in the strength of Jesus trusts, Stand then in His great might, With all His strength endued; That having all things done, Ye may behold your victory won. Amen. “Little children, keep yourselves from idols.” 225 JESU, meek and gentle, Pardon our offences, Loose our captive chains, Give us holy freedom, To the realms above. Lead us on our journey, Jesu, meek and gentle, Son of God most high, Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear Thy children's cry. Amen. "He shall feed His flock like a shepherd; He shall gather the lambs with His arm, and carry them in His bosom." 229 SAVIOUR, like a shepherd lead us, Much we need Thy tender care; In Thy pleasant pastures feed us; For our use Thy folds prepare: Thou has bought us, Thine we are. Thou hast promised to receive us, Grace to cleanse, and power to free: Let us early turn to Thee. Early let us seek Thy favour, Thou hast loved us,-love us still. Amen. "Be strong and of a good courage. And the Lord, He it is that doth go before thee." 232 ONWARD, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the Cross of Jesus Going on before. Christ the Royal Master Leads against the foe; Forward into battle, See, His banners go. Onward, Christian soldiers, With the Cross of Jesus At the sign of triumph Hell's foundations quiver Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod; We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, Crowns and thrones may perish, Constant will remain; Gates of hell can never Onward, then, ye people, Blend with ours your voices Onward, Christian soldiers, With the cross of Jesus "My grace is sufficient for thee." 237 My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine! Now hear me while I pray: Take all my guilt away; May Thy rich grace impart As Thou hast died for me, Pure, warm, and changeless be, While life's dark maze I tread, |