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HE Royal Banners forward go;

The Cros hines forth in mytic glow;

Where He in fleh, our fleh who made,

Our entence bore, our ranom paid.

Where deep for us the pear was dy'd,

Life's torrent ruhing from His ide,

To wah us in that precious flood

Where mingled water flow'd, and blood.

Fulfill'd is all that David told

In true prophetic ong of old;

Amidt the nations God, aith he,

Hath reign'd and triumph'd from the Tree.