Encamped along the hills of light, |
Ye Christian soldiers, rise. |
And press the battle ere the night |
Shall veil the glowing skies. |
Against the foe in vales below |
Let all our strength be hurled. |
Faith is the victory, we know, |
That overcomes the world. |
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Faith is the victory! Faith
is the victory! |
O glorious victory, that overcomes
the world. |
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His banner over us is love, |
Our sword the Word of God. |
We tread the road the saints above |
With shouts of triumph trod. |
By faith, they like a whirlwind’s breath, |
Swept on o’er every field. |
The faith by which they conquered death |
Is still our shining shield. |
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On every hand the foe we find |
Drawn up in dread array. |
Let tents of ease be left behind, |
And onward to the fray. |
Salvation’s helmet on each head, |
With truth all girt about, |
The earth shall tremble ’neath our tread, |
And echo with our shout. |
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To him that overcomes the foe, |
White raiment shall be giv’n. |
Before the angels he shall know |
His name confessed in Heav’n. |
Then onward from the hill of light, |
Our hearts with love aflame, |
We’ll vanquish all the hosts of night, |
In Jesus’ conqu’ring Name. |
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