The Ark of Praise ‎#14

14. A Host with Banners

1 There’s a shout from a host with banners;
How they gleam as they wave in the light!
‘Tis the host of the Lord, at his royal word
Going forth, in his armor bright.

Refrain:
Sounding the war-cry, shouting, hosanna!
On where the conflict is wildest;
Marching boldly they go, dealing death to the foe,
In the strength of the Lord their shield.

2 There’s a shout from a host with banners,
And it breaks like a flood on the soul,
And the eyes of the deep it shall wake from sleep,
And the nations from pole to pole. [Refrain]

3 There’s a shout from a host with banners,—
How their numbers increase as they more
To the gates of the blest, and the vales of rest,
In the beautiful home above. [Refrain]

4 There’s a shout from a host with banners;
But their rapture, oh, what will it be
When the battle is done, when their crowns are won,
And the King on his throne they see. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: There's a shout from a host
• Title: A Host with Banners
• Author: Fanny J. Crosby
• Refrain First Line: Sounding the war cry
• Publication Date: 1882

Tune Information

• Name: [There's a shout from a host]
• Composer: Jno. R. Sweney