2 Thou wast their Rock, their Fortress, and their Might; 3 O, may Thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win with them the victors' crown of gold. Alleluia! 4 O blest communion, fellowship divine! We feebly struggle: they in glory shine; Yet all are one in Thee, for all are Thine. Alleluia! 5 And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia! On Jordan's storm -y banks I stand, And cast a wish ful :3 fair and happy land, To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. A-MEN. |