190. Battle Song

1 Mighty are the hosts of evil,
Wildly they prevail,
On the law of God they trample,
And His truth assail.
Father, shall Thy kingdom falter?
Shall Thy purpose fail?

Saviour, onward lead Thy forces,
Now Thy work pursue;
Now revive their zeal and courage,
Now their hearts renew.

2 See Thy soldiers; some are resting
Not a care to know,
Some unmindful of the conflict,
Be it fierce or slow.
Others—but, alas! who knoweth,
Are they friend or foe? [Refrain]

3 Lord, array them in Thine armor
For the battle’s heat,
Make them ready for surprises,
Lurking foes to meet;
Let each stand at post of duty,
And forbid defeat. [Refrain]

4 When Thy forces are united,
All are loyal, true,
Then Thy foes shall join Thy foll’wers,
And Thy work pursue.
Saviour, wake our sleeping powers,
Rouse our zeal anew! [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: Mighty are the hosts of evil
Title: Battle Song
Author: Miss F. E. Pettingell
Publication Date: 1896
Refrain First Line: Savior, onward lead Thy forces
Tune Information
Name: [Mighty are the hosts of evil]
Composer: Pemberton Pierce


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