3 A glorious band, the chosen few, Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane, They bowed their necks, the death to feel; 4 A noble army, men and boys, O God, to us may grace be given A-MEN. Who best can drink his cup of woe, Tri-umphant o-ver pain; fol lows in His train." Who pa-tient bears his cross below, He fol-lows in his train. A-men. 2-8 367 The Lord is a man of war; the Lord is his name. Exod. xv: 3. I The Son of Man goes forth to war, Who best can drink his cup of woe, Who patient bears his cross below, 2 The martyr first, whose eagle eye Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, He prayed for them that did the wrong: 3 A glorious band, the chosen few On whom the Spirit came: Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, They met the tyrant's brandish'd steel, The lion's gory mane; They bowed their necks the death to feel: 4 A noble army: men and boys, Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, They climbed the steep ascent of heaven O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. 368 He that shall endure to the end, the same shall be saved. Matt. xxiv: 13. I Breast the wave, Christian, When it is strongest ; Be thine endeavor; 2 Fight the fight, Christian, He who hath promised Faltereth never; He who hath loved so well, Loveth for ever. 3 Lift thine eye, Christian, Ere it reposeth; Thee from the love of Christ Nothing shall sever; Be thou valiant for me, and fight the Lord's battles. I Sam. xviii : 17. 369 3 Christian! dost thou hear them, How they speak thee fair? "Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer ?" Christian! answer boldly: "While I breathe I pray!" Peace shall follow battle, Night shall end in day. 4 "Well I know thy trouble, O my servant true; Thou art very weary, I was weary too; But that toil shall make thee And the end of sorrow Shall be near my throne." |