Lyrics & Music Download Eternal Father, Thou hast said That Christ all glory shall obtain; That He who once a sufferer bled Shall o’er the world a conqueror reign. We wait Thy triumph, Savior King, Long ages have prepared Thy way; Now all abroad Thy banner fling, Set time’s great battle in array. Thy hosts are mustered to the field; The cross! the cross! the battle call; The old grim towers of darkness yield, And soon shall totter to their fall. On mountain tops the watch fires glow, Where scattered wide the watchmen stand; Voice echoes voice, and onward flow The joyous shouts from land to land. Oh, fill the Church with faith and power! Bid her long nights of weeping cease; To groaning nations haste the hour Of life and freedom, light and peace. Come, Spirit, make Thy wonders known, Fulfill the Father’s high decree; Then earth, the might of hell o’erthrown, Shall keep her last great jubilee.
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