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428 CHESTNUT HILL 7.6.7.6.D.

Rev. William P. Merrill, 1895

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Copyright, 1895, by The Trustees of The Presbyterian Board of Publication and Sabbath-School Work

2 Never flinched they from the flame,

From the torture never;
Vain the foeman's sharpest aim,
Satan's best endeavor:

For by faith they saw the land
Decked in all its glory,
Where triumphant now they stand
With the victor's story.

3 Faith they had that knew not shame
Love that could not languish;
And eternal hope o'ercame
Momentary anguish.

He Who trod the self-same road,
Death and hell defeated;
Wherefore these their passions showed
Calvary repeated.

4 Up and follow, Christian men!
Press through toil and sorrow;
Spurn the night of fear, and then,
O the glorious morrow!
Who will venture on the strife?

Who will first begin it?

Who will seize the land of life?
Warriors, up and win it!

Joseph the Hymnographer (9th cent.).

Arr. and trans. by Rev. John M. Neale, 1862: verse 1, line 5, alt.

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holding Palms of victory in their hands. A - MEN.

2 They have come from tribulation,
And have washed their robes in blood,
Washed them in the blood of Jesus;
Tried they were, and firm they stood;
Mocked, imprisoned, stoned, tormented,
Sawn asunder, slain with sword,
They have conquered death and Satan
By the might of Christ the Lord.

3 Marching with Thy cross their banner,
They have triumphed, following
Thee the Captain of salvation,

Thee their Saviour and their King;

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Gladly, Lord, with Thee they suffered,
Gladly, Lord, with Thee they died,
And by death to life immortal
They were born and glorified.
Now they reign in heavenly glory,

Now they walk in golden light,
Now they drink, as from a river,
Holy bliss and infinite;
Love and peace they taste for ever,
And all truth and knowledge see
In the beatific vision

Of the blessed Trinity.

Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862

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2 Once they were mourning here below, 4 They marked the footsteps that He trod, And wet their couch with tears;

They wrestled hard, as we do now, With sins, and doubts, and fears.

His zeal inspired their breast;

And, following their incarnate God, Possess the promised rest.

3 I ask them whence their victory came; 5 Our glorious Leader claims our praise

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