"They shall lift up their voice, they shall sing for the majesty of the Lord." Isaiah 24:14
Words: Edward Henry Bickersteth, Jr., 1848.
Music: "Llangloffan," Welsh melody from Hymnau a Thonau, by D. Evans, 1865
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Words: Edward Henry Bickersteth, Jr., 1848.
Music: "Llangloffan," Welsh melody from Hymnau a Thonau, by D. Evans, 1865
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O brothers, lift your voices, triumphant songs to raise;
Till heav'n on high rejoices, and earth is filled with praise;
Ten thousand hearts are bounding, with holy hopes and free;
The Gospel trump is sounding, the trump of jubilee.
O Christian brothers, glorious shall be the conflict's close;
The cross hath been victorious, and shall be o'er its foes;
Faith is our battle token; our Leader all controls;
Our trophies, fetters broken; our captives, ransomed souls.
Not unto us, Lord Jesus: to Thee all praise be due,
Whose blood-bought mercy frees us, has freed our brethren, too.
Not unto us: in glory the angels catch the strain,
And cast their crowns before Thee exultingly again.
Great God of our salvation, Thy presence we adore;
Praise, glory, adoration be Thine forevermore;
Still on in conflict pressing on Thee Thy people call,
Thee King of kings confessing, Thee crowning Lord of all.
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