THE SON OF GOD GOES FORTH TO WAR
1. The Son of God
goes forth to war,
A kingly crown to
gain;
His blood-red
banner streams afar:
Who follows in His
train?
Who best can drink
His cup of woe,
Triumphant over
pain,
Who patient bears
His cross below,
He follows in His
train.
2. The martyr
first, whose eagle eye
Could pierce beyond
the grave,
Who saw his Master
in the sky
And called on Him
to save.
Like Him, with
pardon on his tongue
In midst of mortal
pain,
He prayed for them
that did the wrong:
Who follows in his
train?
3. A glorious band,
the chosen few
On whom the Spirit
came,
Twelve valiant
saints, their hope they knew
And mocked the
cross and flame:
They met the
tyrant's brandished steel,
The lion's gory
mane;
They bowed their
necks the death to feel;
Who follows in
their train?
4. A noble army,
men and boys,
The matron and the
maid,
Around the Savior's
throne rejoice,
In robes of light
arrayed.
They climbed the
steep ascent of heav'n
Through peril, toil,
and pain;
O God, to us may
grace be giv'n
To follow in their
train!
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