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Ye armies of the living God,
With banner, shield and sword,
March onward, shouting as you go,
“No king but Christ our Lord.”
All crowns be on His sacred head,
All worlds be at His feet,
All scepters in His mighty hand,
All tongues His praise repeat.
Salvation, glory, strength and power
Ascribe to Him alone,
Whose truth
established firmly stands,
Eternal as His throne.
All crowns be on His sacred head,
All worlds be at His feet,
All scepters in His mighty hand,
All tongues His praise repeat.
Untraversed regions,
boundless realms,
Their great first cause adore,
He rules in majesty supreme,
And reigns from shore to shore.
All crowns be on His sacred head,
All worlds be at His feet,
All scepters in His mighty hand,
All tongues His praise repeat.
March on, ye victors
through His grace,
To Him your trophies bring,
Creator, Savior, Prophet, Priest,
Redeemer, Lord and King.
All crowns be on His sacred head,
All worlds be at His feet,
All scepters in His mighty hand,
All tongues His praise repeat.
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