Text: | Hark, how the watchmen cry! |
Author: | C. Wesley |
1 Hark, how the watchmen cry!
Attend the trumpet's sound;
Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh,
The powers of hell surround.
Who bow to Christ's command,
Your arms and hearts prepare,
The day of battle is at hand--
Go forth to glorious war.
2 See, on the mountain-top
The standard of your God;
In Jesus' name 'tis lifted up,
All stained with hallowed blood.
His standard-bearers now
To all the nations call:
To Jesus' cross, ye nations, bow;
He bore the cross for all.
3 Go up with Christ your Head;
Your Captain's footsteps see;
Follow your Captain, and be led
To certain victory.
All power to him is given;
He ever reigns the same:
Salvation, happiness, and heaven
Are all in Jesus' name.
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First Line: | Hark, how the watchmen cry! |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | S. M. D. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Courage and Triumph; The Standard of the Cross |