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Monday, October 21, 2013

Harvest of the Field with There’s One who can comfort when all else fails and Soldiers of the cross arise

There’s One who can comfort when all else fails,
Jesus, blessed Jesus;
A Savior who saves tho’ the foe assails,
Jesus, blessed Jesus:
Once He traveled the way we go,
Felt the pangs of deceit and woe;
Who more perfectly then can know,
Than Jesus, blessed Jesus?

He heareth the cry of the soul distressed,
Jesus, blessed Jesus;
He healeth the wounded, He giveth rest,
Jesus, blessed Jesus:
When from loved ones we’re called to part,
When the tears in our anguish start,
None can comfort the breaking heart
Like Jesus, blessed Jesus.

He never forsakes in the darkest hour,
Jesus, blessed Jesus;
His arm is around us with keeping pow’r,
Jesus, blessed Jesus:
When we enter the Shadowland,
When at Jordan we trembling stand,
He will meet us with outstretched hand,
This Jesus, blessed Jesus.

What joy it will be when we see His face,
Jesus, blessed Jesus;
Forever to sing of His love and grace,
Jesus, blessed Jesus:
There at home on that shining shore,
With the loved ones gone on before,
We will praise Him forevermore,
Our Jesus, blessed Jesus.

Chas. H. Gabriel

Soldiers of the cross arise!
  Gird you with your armour bright!
Mighty are your enemies,
  Hard the battle ye must fight.

O’er a faithless fallen world,
  Raise your banner in the sky!
Let it float there wide unfurled!
  Bear it onward! lift it high!

Mid the homes of want and woe,
  Strangers to the living Word,
Let the Saviour’s herald go!
  Let the voice of hope be heard!

Where the shadows deepest lie,
  Carry truth’s unsullied ray!
Where are crimes of blackest dye,
  There the saving sign display!

To the weary and the worn
  Tell of realms where sorrows cease!
To the outcast and forlorn
  Speak of mercy and of peace!

Guard the helpless! seek the strayed!
  Comfort troubles! banish grief!
In the might of God arrayed,
  Scatter sin and unbelief!

Be the banner still unfurled,
  Still unsheathed the Spirit’s sword,
Till the kingdoms of the world
  Are the kingdom of the Lord!

W. Walsham How

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