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YE champions! who maintain

God’s everlasting law,

Call on his name again,

And tow'rds his presence draw;

And soon your steady march your foes shall overawe.

should you faint or fear?

He preserve ye still;

Life, love—all—all that's dear

Yield to his holy will,

And he shall steel your hearts, and strengthen you 'gainst ill.

Christ, a hundred fold

Of bliss ye shall receive;

For time—that soon is told—

Eternity he'll give;

And he that dies for truth immortally shall live.