Lead on, O King E-ternal,
The day of march has come
Lead on, O King E-ternal,
Till sin's fierce wars shall cease,
Lead on, O King E-ternal,
We follow not with fears
Hence-forth in fields of conquest
Thy tents shall be our home
And holi-ness shall whisper
The Sweet a - men of peace.
For gladness breaks like morning
Wher-e'er thy face ap-pears.
Through days of prepa-ration
Your grace has made us strong
For not with swords' loud clashing,
Nor roll of stirring drums
Thy cross is lifted over us,
We journey in its light;
And now, O King e - ter-nal,
We lift our battle song.
With deeds of love and mer-cy
The heavenly kingdom comes
The crown a-waits the con-quest:
Lead on, O God of might!
Now unto the King Eternal, Immortal, Invisible, the Only Wise God,
Be Honour and Glory, Forever and Ever, amen. {1Tim.1:17}
Daily Light on the Daily Path
August 3
His mercy is for those who fear him.
Oh, how abundant is your goodness, which you have stored up for those who fear you and worked for those who take refuge in you, in the sight of the children of mankind! In the cover of your presence you hide them from the plots of men; you store them in your shelter from the strife of tongues.
If you call on him as Father who judges impartially according to each one’s deeds, conduct yourselves with fear throughout the time of your exile.—The Lord is near to all who call on him . . . in truth. He fulfills the desire of those who fear him; he also hears their cry and saves them.
“Because your heart was penitent, and you humbled yourself before the Lord, . . . and you have torn your clothes and wept before me, I also have heard you, declares the Lord.”—“But this is the one to whom I will look: he who is humble and contrite in spirit and trembles at my word.”—The Lord is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit.
Luke 1:50; Ps. 31:19, 20; 1 Pet. 1:17; Ps. 145:18, 19; 2 Kings 22:19; Isa. 66:2; Ps. 34:18
REJOICE IN THE LORD ALWAYS, AND AGAIN, I SAY REJOICE!!
LET US SING TO THE LORD.
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/c/h/chorusfi.htm
Chorus of Fire
O! golden Hereafter, thine every bright rafter
Will shake in the thunder of sanctified song;
And every swift angel proclaim an evangel,
To summon God’s saints to the glorified throng.
Refrain
O! chorus of fire,
That will burst from God’s choir,
When the loud hallelujahs leap up from the soul,
Till the flowers on the hills,
And the waves in the rills,
Shall tremble with joy in the music’s deep roll.
O! host without number, awaked from death’s slumber,
Who walk in white robes on the emerald shore;
The glory is o’er you, the throne is before you,
And weeping will come to your spirits no more.
Refrain
O! mansions eternal, in fields ever vernal,
Awaiting your tenantry ransomed from sin,
We’ll stand on your pavement, no more in enslavement,
With home-songs to Jesus Who welcomes us in.
Refrain
O! Jesus, our Master, command to beat faster
These weary life pulses that bring us to Thee,
Till, past the dark portal, we stand up immortal,
And sweep with hosannas the jasper lit sea.
—Robert Lowry, 1868