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The royal banners forward go;
The cross shines forth in mystic glow,
Where He in flesh, our flesh who made,
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid.
There, whilst He hung, His sacred side
By soldier’s spear was opened wide,
To cleanse us in the precious flood
Of water mingled with His blood.
Fulfilled is now what David told
In true prophetic song of old,
How God the nations’ King should be;
For God is reigning from the tree.
O tree of glory, tree most fair,
Ordained those holy limbs to bear,
How bright in purple robe it stood,
The purple of a Saviour’s blood!
Upon its arms, so widely flung,
The weight of this world’s ransom hung:
The price of humankind to pay
And spoil the spoiler of his prey.
To Thee, eternal Three in One,
Let homage meet by all be done;
As by the cross Thou dost restore,
So rule and guide us evermore.
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1962 | # 147 | | 1994 | # 712 | | 1922 | # 96 | | 1983 | # 179 | | 1938 | # 829 |
MUSIC
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Name:
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ANDERNACH
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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Dates:
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1608
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 147 | G |
ALTERNATIVE TUNES
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Name
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meter
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| 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) | | 8 8 8 8 (L.M.) |
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