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Looking unto Jesus.
I
Looking unto Jesus!Battle-shout of faith,
Shield o'er all the armour,
Free from scar or scathe.
Standard of salvation,
In our hearts unfurled,
Let its elevation
Overcome the world!
II
Look away to Jesus,Look away from all;
Then we need not stumble,
Then we shall not fall.
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Foe or phantom grim,
Safety this ensureth:
Look away to Him.
III
Looking into Jesus,Wonderingly we trace
Heights of power and glory,
Depths of love and grace.
Vistas far unfolding
Ever stretch before,
As we gaze, beholding
Ever more and more.
IV
Looking up to Jesus,On the emerald throne!
Faith shall pierce the heavens
Where our King is gone.
Lord, on Thee depending,
Now, continually,
Heart and mind ascending,
Let us dwell with Thee.
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