143. Hark! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice

1 Hark! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice
From the bright realms above;
Amidst the war's tumultuous rage,
A voice of pow'r and love.

2 "Maintain the fight, my faithful band,
Nor fear the mortal blow;
He, that in such a warfare dies,
Shall speedy vict'ry know.

3 "I have my days of combat seen,
And in the dust was laid:
But now I sit upon my throne,
And glory crowns my head.

4 "This throne, this glory you shall share;
My hands the crown shall give;
And you the sparkling honours wear,
While God himself shall live."

5 Lord! 'tis enough, our souls are fir'd
With courage and with love,
Vain are th' assaults of earth and hell;
Our hopes are fix'd above.

6 We'll trace the footsteps thou hast drawn
To triumph and renown;
Nor shun thy combat and thy cross,
May we but share thy crown.

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First Line: Hark! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice
Meter: C. M.
Publication Date: 1832
Topic: Christ: Sufferings and Death; Christ anointing his disciples
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