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Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng,| Blend with ours your voices/ In the triumph song; Glory, laud, and honour, Unto Curist the King, This through countless ages Men and Angels sing. Onward, Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the Cross of Jesus Going on before. Amen.

“ Young men and maidens, old men and children, praise the Name of the LORD.”| 886 Roe ye pure in heart, Rejoice, give thanks and sing; Your festal banner wave on high, The Cross of Curist your King.

Bright youth and snow-crowned age, Strong men and maidens meek, Raise high your free exulting song, Gop’s wondrous praises speak.|

Yes onward, onward still, With hymn, and chant, and song,

i Thro’ gate, and porch, and colurmned aisle, } The hallowed pathways throng.

With all the angel choirs, With all the saints on earth,

Pour out the strains of joy and bliss, True rapture, noblest mirth.

Your clear Hosannas raise,

And Alleluias loud;

} Whilst answering echoes upward float, Like wreaths of incense-cloud.

1} With voice as full and strong As,ocean’s surging praise,

Wi Send forth the hymns our fathers loved, i The psalms of ancient days.