Who Will Join Us?

M. G. WALKER. Arr. by P. P B.

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P.P. BILHORN.

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1. Be- hold, the armies of the King Are marching forth in line; 2. And now, among the foremost ranks, Where foe meets foe to day, 3. Be- hold, the King himself is near, And while his own advance, 4. Oh, glorious, glorious vic - to ry, With life's great battle done;

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Their royal banners lift- ed high, In radiant splendor shine.
They stand erect with sword and shield, To brave the dread af- fray.
The traitor legions backward fall Beneath their fearless glance.
The cross laid down, they wear the crown Their faith in Christ hath won.

Who will join us, who will join us, Who will join our ranks to-day?

Copyright, 1901, by P. P. Bilhorn. Used by per.

* Can use the words "Why not join us," or "Come and join us."

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JAMES L. BLACK.

On the Victory Side.

JNO. R. SWENEY.

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1. Our souls cry out, hal - le- lu - jah! And our faith enraptured sings,
2. Our souls cry out, hallelujah! For the Lord himself comes near,
3. Our souls cry out, hal le- lujah! For the tempter flies a - расе,
4. Our souls cry out, hal - le- lu - jah! andourhearts beat high with praise,
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While we throw to the breeze the standard Of the mighty King of kings.
And the shout of a roy- al ar- my On the bat- tle-field we hear.
And the chains he has forged are breaking, Thro' the pow'r of redeeming grace.
Unto him, in whose name we'll conquer, And our song of triumph raise.

CHORUS.

On the vict❜ry side, on the vict'ry side, In the ranks of the Lord are we;

On the vict'ry side we will boldly stand, Till the glo- ry land we see.

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field to choose-No work he gives must thou refuse- Be working! be love be sung- A song of joy on ev'ry tongue! Be working! be strength divine, The vic- to- ry sure- ly thine-Be working! be

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F. M. D.

Why Stand He Idle?

"Why stand ye here all the day idle?"-Matt. xx: 6. FRANK M. DAVIS.

1. O idler, why loiter the bright hours away? The hours that will ne'er come again; 2. O why stand ye idle? some soul ye may save, That's drifting away from the right, 3. O why stand ye idle? thy brother's in need; No help or assistance is nigh, O idle no longer the bright hours away, There's work in the vineyard to do,

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The fields are all white of the harvest to-day, Ungather'd the sheaves on the plain. O hasten ere it shall sink down to the grave, Be lost in e- ter- nity's night. Oh, then to his suff'ring and cries now give heed, Lest he for thy carelessness die. The harvest is passing, is passing away, The Master is calling for you.