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TO BE SUNG IN A TUMULT.

Ye children of God, Your Father adore,
By Satan unawed Rejoice evermore,
Where Christians assemble He always is near,
But Satan may tremble, For Jesus is here.

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We trust in our Lord, Our Saviour and King,
Him true to His word We joyfully sing,
By steadfast reliance On Jesus's blood
We set at defiance The world and its god.
He walks to and fro, And seeks to devour
Poor sinners below, Who yield to his power;
But we cannot fear him The children of light,
Our music shall scare him, And put him to flight.
He flees at the sound Of Jesus's name,
Our triumphs abound Through Jesus the Lamb,
Our Jesus the bruiser For sinners who bled,
Casts down the accuser And crushes his head.