Am I a Soldier of the Cross?
Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb, And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His name?
Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas?
Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God?
Sure I must fight, if I would reign; Increase my courage, Lord; I’ll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy word.
Thy saints in all this glorious war Shall conquer, though they die; They see the triumph from afar, By faith they bring it nigh.
When that illustrious day shall rise, And all Thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be Thine.
Isaac Watts, words Thomas A. Arne, music 1724.
And on that note…I’ve been thinking about Going Home. How about you?
This one, Amazing Grace, is interesting. It won’t let me embed it, so here’s the link. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNuQbJst4Lk&feature=share&list=RD4ULJhI7ojBM&index=1
Amazing grace — how sweet the sound — That saved a wretch like me! I once was lost but now am found, Was blind but now I see.
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved; How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed!
Thru many dangers, toils and snares I have already come; ‘Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far, And grace will lead me home.
When we’ve been there ten thousand years, Bright shining as the sun, We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise Than when we’d first begun.
John Newton, words Music, unknown