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Dress uniform the soldiers wear

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #81 (1819) Languages: English
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Dress uniform the soldier's wear

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #81 (1801) Languages: English
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Dress uniform the soldier's wear

Hymnal: The Latest Collection of Original and Select Hymns and Spiritual Songs #182 (1813)
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Dress'd uniform, Christ's soldiers are

Hymnal: Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, for the Use of Christians. (5th ed.) #B247 (1838) Meter: 8.6 Topics: The Christian Uniform Languages: English
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Dress'd uniform Christ's soldiers are

Hymnal: Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #VI (1794) Languages: English
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Dress'd uniform Christ's soldiers are

Hymnal: Devotional Melodies; or, a collection of original and selected tunes and hymns, designed for congregational and social worship. (3rd ed.) #76 (1859) Languages: English
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Dress'd uniform Christ's soldiers are

Hymnal: Devotional Melodies #76 (1859) Languages: English
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Christian Soldier

Hymnal: A Selection of Psalms and Hymns #LXXXI (1790) First Line: Dressed uniform the soldier's wear Lyrics: 1 Dress uniform the soldier's wear, When duty calls abroad; Not purchas'd at their cost or care, But by the prince bestowed. 2 Christ's soldiers too, if Christ-like bred, Have regimental dress; 'Tis linen white, faced with red, 'Tis Christ's own righteousness. 3 A rich and sightly robe it is, And to the soldier dear; No rose can learn to blush like this, Nor lily look so fair. 4 'Tis wrought by Jesus' skilful hand, And ting'd with his own blood; It make the Cherubs gazing stand To view this robe of God. 5 This vesture never waxeth old, Nor spot thereon can fall; It makes a soldier brisk and bold, And dutiful withall. 6 This robe put on me, Lord each day, And it shall hide my shame, Shall make me fight and sing and pray And bless my captain's name. Topics: After Sermon Languages: English
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Drest uniform the soldiers are

Hymnal: A Collection of Spiritual Songs and Hymns #XXXVIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Drest uniform the soldiers are, When duty calls abroad; Not purchased by their cost or care, But by their prince bestow'd. 2 Christ's soldiers too if Christ like bred, Have a regimental dress; 'Tis linen white and faced with red, 'Tis Christ's own righteousness. 3 A rich and precious robe it is, Unto the soldier dear; No rose can learn to blush like this, Nor lilly looks so fair. 4 It is one piece and wove throughout, So curiously that none; Can dress them in a seamless coat, Till Jesus puts it on. 5 'Tis wrought by Jesus skilfull hand, 'Tis ting'd in his own blood; It makes the cherubs gazing stand; To view this robe of God. 6 No art of man can weave this robe, 'Tis of such texture fine; Nor could the wealth of all the globe, By purchase make it mine. 7 This vesture never waxeth old, No spot thereon can fall; It makes the solder brisk and bold, And dutiful withall. 8 This robe put on me Lord each day, And it shall hide my shame; Shall make me fight and sing and pray, And bless my Captain's name. Languages: English
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Drest uniform the soldiers are

Hymnal: A Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XXXVIII (1801) Lyrics: 1 Drest uniform the soldiers are, When duty calls abroad. Not purchased by their cost or care, But by their prince bestow'd. 2 Christ's soldiers, too, if Christ-like bred, Have a regimental dress; 'Tis linen white, and faced with red, 'Tis Christ's own righteousness. 3 A rich and precious robe it is, Unto the soldier dear. No rose can learn to blush like this, Nor lilly looks so fair. 4 It is one piece and wove throughout, So curiously that none Can dress them in a seamless coat, Till Jesus puts it on. 5 'Tis wrought by Jesus' skilfull hand, 'Tis ting'd in his own blood; It makes the cherubs gazing stand; To view this robe of God. 6 No art of man can weave this robe, 'Tis of such texture fine; Nor could the wealth of all the globe, By purchase make it mine. 7 This vesture never waxeth old, No spot thereon can fall; It makes the solder brisk and bold, And dutiful withall. 8 This robe put on me Lord each day, And it shall hide my shame; Shall make me fight and sing and pray, And bless my captain's name. Languages: English

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