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Who patient bears his cross be-low, He fol-lows in His train. A-MEN.

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I. Lead on, O King e ter nal! The day of march has come;

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And shall I fear

to own His cause, Or blush to speak His Name? A - MEN.

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442 CHRISTMAS C. M.

Arr. fr. George Frederick Handel, 1728

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I. A wake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve, And press with vig - or

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443 ST. ALBAN 65656565 With Refrain

Arr. fr. Franz Joseph Haydn by John Bacchus Dykes

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1. Bright-ly gleams our ban-ner, Point-ing to the sky, Wav-ing on Christ's soldiers

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To their home on high. Marching thro' the desert, Glad-ly thus we pray,

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Still with hearts united Sing-ing on our way. Brightly gleams our ban-ner,

Point-ing to the sky, Wav-ing on Christ's soldiers To their home on high. A-MEN.

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Bid Thine angels shield us

When the storm-clouds lower, Pardon, Lord, and save us

In the last dread hour.

4 Then with saints and angels
May we join above,
Offering prayers and praises
At Thy throne of love;
When the toil is over,

Then come rest and peace,

Jesus in His beauty,

Songs that never cease.

Thomas J. Potter, 1862, ab.

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