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Onward, brothers, onward,
Lift on high the strain
Floating ever sun-ward
O'er the crystal main,
Where love's endless rapture, stills each earth-born sigh;
Holy, Holy, Holy, is the Lord most High.
Onward, though in sadness,
Though the night be dark,
Though the waves in madness
Toss around the ark:
Still above the tempest raise the victor song,
"Glory, laud and honor to our God belong."
Onward! Still before us
Floats the incense cloud,
God in love shines o'er us
Through the battle-shroud,
Who through light and shadow led His people's flight -
Holy, Holy, Holy - in His loving might.
Onward! through the waters
Of the rolling sea, -
Israel's sons and daughters
Evermore are free, -
Through the desert chanting with the ransom'd throng,
"Glory, laud and honor to our God belong."
Onward still, nor weary,
Morning is at hand,
Through the midnight dreary
Glows the promised land,
O'er its golden valleys floats through endless rest,
Holy, Holy, Holy, art Thou, Lord most blest."
Onward! no retreating,
Jordan rolls before,
And our Captain's greeting
Sounds from yonder shore;
O'er its dark blue waters, comes a burst of song,
"Glory, laud and honor to our God belong."
Onward! where the willows
Droop o'er Babel's stream,
Onward! where the billows
Round our pathway gleam,
Onward! lift your voices with the choirs above,
"Holy! Holy! Holy! is the God of Love."
Onward! till the morrow
Floods with joy the skies,
And all earthly sorrow
In its rapture dies
"Holy! Holy! Holy! swells the endless song,
"Glory, laud and honor to our God belong."
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