Thou art in the midst of foes;
Watch and pray.

2 Principalities and powers,
Mustering their unseen array,
Wait for thy unguarded hours;
Watch and pray.

3 Gird thy heavenly armour on,
Wear it every night and day;
Ambushed lies the evil one;
Watch and pray.

4 Hear the victors who o'ercame;
Still they mark each warrior's way;
All with one sweet voice exclaim,
Watch and pray.

5 Hear, above all, hear thy Lord,
Him thou lovest to obey:
Hide within thy heart His word,
Watch and pray.

6 Watch, as if on that alone
Hung the issue of the day;
Pray that help may be sent down;
Watch and pray.

Christ, the Royal Master,
Leads against the foe;
Forward into battle,

See His banners go!

Chorus-Onward, Christian soldiers,

Marching as to war,
Looking unto Jesus,
Who is gone before.

2 Like a mighty army,

Moves the Church of God,
Brothers, we are treading

Where the saints have trod.
We are not divided,

All one body we,

One in hope, in doctrine,

One in charity.

3 Crowns and thrones may perish,

Kingdoms rise and wane,
But the Church of Jesus

Constant will remain:
Gates of hell can never

'Gainst that Church prevail;
We have Christ's own promise,
And that cannot fail.

P.M.

1165 And the Lord went before them in a pillar of

a cloud, to lead them the way.-Exod. 13. 21.

1

BRIG

RIGHTLY gleams our banner,
Pointing to the sky,

Waving wanderers onward
To their home on high.
Journeying o'er the desert,
Gladly thus we pray,
And with hearts united
Take our heavenward way.
Chorus-Brightly gleams our banner,
Pointing to the sky,

Waving wanderers onward
To their home on high.

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.

3 All our days direct us
In the way we go,
Lead us on victorious
Over every foe:

Bid Thine angels shield us
When the storm-clouds lower;
Pardon Thou and save us

In the last dread hour.

4 Then with saints and angels
May we join above,

Offering prayers and praises
At Thy throne of love.

When the march is over,
Then come rest and peace,
Jesus in His beauty,

Songs that never cease.

T. J. POTTER. 1862.

C.M.

1166 Be thou strong and courageous.—Josh. 1. 7.

1

H! it is hard to work for God,
To rise and take His part
Upon this battle-field of earth,
And not sometimes lose heart!
2 He hides Himself so wondrously,
As though there were no God;
He is least seen when all the powers
Of ill are most abroad.

3 Thrice blest is he to whom is given
The instinct that can tell,

That God is on the field when He
Is most invisible.

4 Workman of God! oh! lose not heart,
But learn what God is like;
And in the darkest battle-field

Thou shalt know where to strike.
5 For right is right, since God is God;
And right the day must win;
To doubt would be disloyalty,
To falter would be sin.

7.6.7.6.7.7.

F. W. FABER. 1861.

1167 The Lord hear thee in the day of trouble.

1

Ps. 20. 1.

IN May Jehovah hear thee!

N the day of thy distress,

In the hour when dangers press,
Jacob's God be near thee!