Gates of hell can never 'gainst that Church prevail;

We have Christ's own promise, and that cannot

fail.

Onward, Christian soldiers, &c. 5 Onward, then, ye people, join our happy throng; Blend with ours your voices in the triumph

song;

Glory, praise, and honour unto Christ the King, This through countless ages men and angels sing.

Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, Looking unto Jesus, who is gone before.

323 Speak unto the children of Israel, that they go [11s. forward.-Exod. xiv. 15.

1 FORWARD! be our watchword, steps and voices join'd;

Seek the things before us, not a look behind;
Burns the fiery pillar at our army's head;
Who shall dream of shrinking, by Jehovah led?
Forward through the desert, through the toil
and fight:

Jordan flows before us, Zion beams with light. 2 Forward, when in childhood buds the infant mind;

All through youth and manhood, not a thought behind;

Speed through realms of nature, climb the steps

Faint not till around us gleams the Father's face. Forward, all the lifetime, climb from height to height;

Till the head be hoary, till the eve be light.

3 Forward, flock of Jesus, salt of all the earth, Till each yearning purpose spring to glorious birth:

Sick, they ask for healing; blind, they grope for day:

Pour upon the nations wisdom's loving ray. Forward, out of error; leave behind the night; Forward through the darkness, forward into light.

4 Glories upon glories hath our God prepared, By the souls that love him one day to be shared: Eye hath not beheld them, ear hath never heard; Nor of these hath utter'd thought or speech a word:

Forward, marching eastward, where the heaven is bright,

Till the veil be lifted, till our faith be sight. 5 Far o'er yon horizon rise the city towers, Where our God abideth; that fair home is ours; Flash the streets with jasper, shine the gates with gold;

Flows the gladdening river shedding joys untold.

Thither, onward thither, in Jehovah's might: Pilgrims to your country, forward into light. 6 To the Father's glory loudest anthems raise; To the Son and Spirit echo songs of praise; To the Lord Jehovah, blessed Three in One, Be by men and angels endless honour done. Weak are earthly praises, dull the songs of night;

Forward into triumph, forward into light.

324 They declare plainly that they seek a country. [P.M. Heb. xi. 14.

1

FROM Egypt's bondage come,
Where death and darkness reign,
We seek our new, our better home,
Where we our rest shall gain :

Hallelujah! we are on our way to God.

2

3

4

To Canaan's sacred bound
We haste with songs of joy,
Where peace and liberty are found,
And sweets that never cloy.
Hallelujah! we are on our way to God.

There sin and sorrow cease,

And every conflict's o'er;

There we shall dwell in endless peace,
And never hunger more.

Hallelujah! we are on our way to God.
There in celestial strains,
Enraptured myriads sing

There love in every bosom reigns,
For God himself is King.

Hallelujah! we are on our way to God.
5 We soon shall join the throng;
Their pleasures we shall share;
And sing the everlasting song,
With all the ransom'd there.
Hallelujah! we are on our way to God.

6

How sweet the prospect is!

It cheers the pilgrim's breast:

We're journeying through the wilderness,
But soon shall gain our rest.
Hallelujah! we are on our way to God.

325 Our light affliction, which is but for a moment,

worketh for us a far more exceeding and
eternal weight of glory.-2 Cor. iv. 17.

1 0 HAPPY band of pilgrims,
If onward ye will tread
With Jesus as your Fellow
To Jesus as your Head!

2 O happy if ye labour

As Jesus did for men:
O happy if ye hunger
As Jesus hunger'd then!

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3 The cross that Jesus carried
He carried as your due:
The crown that Jesus weareth
He weareth it for you.

4 The faith by which ye see him,
The hope in which ye yearn,
The love that through all troubles
To him alone will turn,

5 The trials that beset you,
The sorrows ye endure,
The manifold temptations
That death alone can cure,
6 What are they but his jewels
Of right celestial worth?
What are they but the ladder
Set up to heaven on earth?
7 O happy band of pilgrims,
Look upward to the skies,
Where such a light affliction
Shall win you such a prize.

326 Who is this that cometh up from the wilderness, [8s. 6. leaning upon her beloved?-Song viii, 5.

1 O HOLY Saviour, Friend unseen,
The faint, the weak on thee may lean:
Help me, throughout life's varying scene,
By faith to cling to thee.

2 Blest with communion so divine,
Take what thou wilt, shall I repine,
When, as the branches to the vine,
My soul may cling to thee?

3 Far from her home, fatigued, opprest,
Here she has found a place of rest;
An exile still, yet not unblest,

While she can cling to thee.

4 What though the world deceitful prove,
And earthly friends and joys remove,
With patient, uncomplaining love,
Still would I cling to thee.

5 Oft when I seem to tread alone Some barren waste with thorns o'ergrown, A voice of love in gentlest tone

Whispers, "Still cling to me."

6 Though faith and hope awhile be tried,
I ask not, need not, aught beside:
How safe, how calm, how satisfied,
The souls that cling to thee!

7 They fear not life's rough storms to brave,
Since thou art near and strong to save;
Nor shudder e'en at death's dark wave,
Because they cling to thee.

8 Blest is my lot, whate'er befall:
What can disturb me, who appal,
While, as my strength, my rock, my all,
Saviour, I cling to thee?

327

Quit you like men, be strong.-1 Cor. ii. 13.
1 OFT in danger, oft in woe,

Onward, Christians, onward go:
Fight the fight, maintain the strife,
Strengthen'd with the bread of life.
2 Onward, Christians, onward go,
Join the war, and face the foe:
Will ye flee in danger's hour?
Know ye not your Captain's power?
3 Let your drooping hearts be glad :
March in heavenly armour clad :
Fight, nor think the battle long,
Victory soon shall tune your song.
4 Let not sorrow dim your eye,
Soon shall every tear be dry;
Let not fears your course impede,
Great your strength, if great your need.
5 Onward then in battle move,

More than conquerors ye shall prove ;
Though opposed by many a foe,
Christian soldiers, onward go.

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