Pointing to the sky,

sol-diers To their home on high. Journ'ying o'er the des-ert, Gladly thus we pray,

ARTHUR S. SULLIVAN

And with hearts u- nit- ed Take our heav'nward way. Brightly gleams our banner,

(May be sung to St. Alban, No. 510)

2 Jesus, Lord and Master,
At Thy sacred feet,
Here, with hearts rejoicing,

See Thy children meet:
Often have we left Thee,

Often gone astray;
Keep us, mighty Saviour,
In the narrow way.
Brightly gleams, etc.

Waving on Christ's d.

Pointing to the sky, Waving on Christ's soldiers To their home on high. A - men.

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REFRAIN

3 Pattern of our childhood,
Once Thyself a child,
Make our childhood holy,

Pure, and meek, and mild.
In the hour of danger

Whither can we flee,
Save to Thee, dear Saviour,
Only unto Thee?

Brightly gleams, etc.

4 All our days direct us

In the way we go,
Lead us on victorious

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Over every foe:
Bid Thine angels shield us
When the storm-clouds lower,
Pardon, Lord, and save us
In the last dread hour.
Brightly gleams, etc.

ARMAGEDDON 6s & 5s. D. With Refrain

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(Second Tune)

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5 Then with saints and angels
May we join above,
Offering prayers and praises
At Thy throne of love;
When the toil is over,

Then come rest and peace,
Jesus in His beauty,
Songs that never cease.

Brightly gleams, etc. Amen.
THOMAS J. POTTER, et al.

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To their home on high. Journ'ying o'er the desert, Glad - ly thus we pray,

Arr. by JoнN Goss

REFRAIN

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502 WE MARCH TO VICTORY Irregular

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(J=94) We march, we march to vic - to- ry, With the cross of the Lord be-fore us,

With His loving eye looking down from the sky, And His holy arm spread o'er us,

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His holy arm spread o'er us. We

His arm

JOSEPH BARNBY

In rev'rent train to meet Him: And we put to flight the

come in the might of the Lord of Light,

armies of night,

That the sons of the day may greet Him, The sons of the day may greet Him.

CHORUS.

We march, we march to victory,

o'er us,

With His loving eye look-ing down from the sky, And His holy arm spread

With the cross of the Lord be-fore us,

His arm spread o'er us

2 Our sword is the Spirit of God on high,
Our helmet is His salvation,
Our banner, the Cross of Calvary,
Our watchword, the Incarnation.
We march, we march, etc.

3 And the choir of angels with song awaits
Our march to the golden Zion;

For our Captain has broken the brazen gates,
And burst the bars of iron.

We march, we march, etc.

4 Then onward we march, our arms to prove,
With the banner of Christ before us,

With His eye of love looking down from above,
And His holy arm spread o'er us.

us.

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5 We march, we march to victory!

With the cross of the Lord before us,
With His loving eye looking down from the sky,
And His holy arm spread o'er us. Amen.

GERARD MOULTRIE