The Sword of the Lord

 

VERSE 1

If Jesus leads this army,

It was midnight in the valley, and the camp was dark and still,

Where the slumb’ring host of Midian lay along the sloping hill,

When a blinding flash of torches, and a trumpet loud and shrill,

Threw out the battle cry:

 

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Blow ye the trumpet, for the Lord hath made us free;

Your blazing lamps raise high!

“The Sword of the Lord and of Gideon,” shall be

Our conqu’ring battle cry.

 

VERSE 2

Where the faint and fearful thousands had returned at God’s command,

By the chosen few of faithful, vict’ry came to Gideon’s band;

Hear them giving God the glory, and around the camp they stand

And shout their battle cry:

 

VERSE 3

Christian soldiers, be not fearful; onward with your Captain go;

Ever “looking unto Jesus” you shall conquer ev’ry foe;

He hath triumphed—take your trumpets, let the world your vict’ry know;

Sing loud your battle cry:

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