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WARFARE

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I 2 Bright youth and snow-crowned age, Strong men and maidens meek, Raise high your free, exulting song, God's wondrous praises speak. 3 With all the angel choirs, With all the saints on earth, Pour out the strains of joy and bliss, True rapture, noblest mirth! 4 Yes, on through life's long path, Still chanting as ye go; From youth to age, by night and day, In gladness and in woe.			5 Still lift your standard high, Still march in firm array; As warriors through the darkness toil Till dawns the golden day. 6 At last the march shall end, The wearied ones shall rest, The pilgrims find their Father's house, Jerusalem the blest. 7 Then on, ye pure in heart, Rejoice, give thanks, and sing; , Your glorious banner wave on high, The cross of Christ your King. Rev. Edward H. Plumptre, 1865

(CHRISTMAS) C. M. J2 A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey: Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. '3 'Tis God's all-animating voice That calls thee from on high; 'Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye:		4 That prize with peerless glories bright, Which shall new luster boast, When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems Shall blend in common dust. 5 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee, Have I my race begun; And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet I'll lay my honors down. Rev. Philip Doddridge, 1753
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