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HIS BANNER OVER ME.
Surrounded by unnumber'd Foes,
Against my soul the battle goes!
Yet tho' I weary, sore distress'd,
I know that I shall reach my Rest:
I lift my tearful eyes above,—
His Banner over me is Love.
Against my soul the battle goes!
Yet tho' I weary, sore distress'd,
I know that I shall reach my Rest:
I lift my tearful eyes above,—
His Banner over me is Love.
Its Sword my spirit will not yield,
Tho' flesh may faint upon the field;
He waves before my fading sight
The branch of palm—the crown of light;
I lift my brightening eyes above,—
His Banner over me is Love.
Tho' flesh may faint upon the field;
He waves before my fading sight
The branch of palm—the crown of light;
I lift my brightening eyes above,—
His Banner over me is Love.
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My cloud of battle-dust may dim;
His veil of splendour curtain Him!
And in the midnight of my fear
I may not feel Him standing near:
But, as I lift mine eyes above,
His Banner over me is Love.
His veil of splendour curtain Him!
And in the midnight of my fear
I may not feel Him standing near:
But, as I lift mine eyes above,
His Banner over me is Love.
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