A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy ‎#155

155. Hark! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice

1 Hark! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice,
From the bright realms above;
Amidst the war's tumultuous rage,
A voice of pow'r and love.

2 "Maintain the fight, my faithful band,
"Nor fear the mortal blow;
"He, that in such a warfare dies,
"Shall speedy vict'ry know.

3 "I have my days of combat seen,
"And in the dust was laid:
"But now I sit upon my throne,
And glory crowns my head.

4 "This throne, this glory shall be yours;
"My hands the crown shall give;
"And you the blest reward shall share,
"While God himself shall live."

5 Lord! 'tis enough, our souls are fir'd
With courage and with love,
Vain are th' assaults of earth and hell;
Our hopes are fix'd above.

6 We'll trace the footsteps thou hast drawn
To triumph and renown;
Nor shun thy combat and thy cross,
May we but share thy crown.

Text Information

• First Line: Hark! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1814
• Topic: Sufferings and Death of Christ

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