2 At the sign of triumph Satan’s host doth flee; On, then, Christian soldiers, On to victory! Hell’s foundations quiver At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems raise! Onward, etc. 3 Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod; We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. Onward, etc. 4 Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain; Gates of hell can never ’Gainst that Church prevail; We have Christ’s own promise, And that cannot fail. Onward, etc. 5 Onward, then, ye people! Join our happy throng! Blend with ours your voices In the triumph song! Glory, laud, and honor, Unto Christ the King; This through countless ages Men and angels sing. Onward, etc. Amen. 34. (83) 1 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the cross! Lift high his royal banner! It must not suffer loss: From victory unto victory His army shall he lead; Till every foe is vanquished, And Christ is Lord indeed. 2 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus! The trumpet call obey! Forth to the mighty conflict In this his glorious day! Ye that are men now serve him Against unnumbered foes! Let courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. 3 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus! Stand in his strength alone! The arm of flesh will fail you, Ye dare not trust your own: Put on the Gospel armor, And watching unto prayer, When duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there! 4 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus! The strife will not be long: This day, the noise of battle; The next, the victor’s song. To him that overcometh, A crown of life shall be; He with the King of glory Shall reign eternally. Amen. 35. (85) 1 Be still, my soul: the Lord is on thy side; Bear patiently the cross of grief or pain; Leave to thy God to order and provide; In every change he faithful will remain. Be still, my soul: thy best, thy heavenly Friend Thro’ thorny ways leads to a joyful end. 2 Be still, my soul: thy God doth undertake To guide the future as he has the past. Thy hope, thy confidence let nothing shake; All now mysterious shall be bright at last. Be still, my soul: the waves and winds still know His voice who ruled them while he dwelt below. 3 Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on When we shall be forever with the Lord, When disappointment, grief, and fear are gone, Sorrow forgot, love’s purest joys restored. Be still, my soul: when change and tears are past, All safe and blessed we shall meet at last. Amen. 36. (89)