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Song Lyrics
The Son of God goes forth to war, a kingly crown to gain
His blood red banner streams afar: Who follows in His train
Who best can drink his cup of woe, triumphant over pain
Who patient bears his cross below, he follows in His train
That martyr first, whose eagle eye could pierce beyond the grave
Who saw his Master in the sky, and called on Him to save
Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, in midst of mortal pain
He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train
A glorious band, the chosen few on whom the Spirit came
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, and mocked the cross and flame
They met the tyrant’s brandished steel, the lion’s gory mane
They bowed their heads the death to feel: Who follows in their train
A noble army, men and boys, the matron and the maid
Around the Savior’s throne rejoice, in robes of light arrayed
They climbed the steep ascent of heaven, through peril, toil and pain
O God, to us may grace be given, to follow in their train
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