Dread Jehovah, God of nations,
From Thy temple in the skies,
Hear Thy people’s supplications,
Now for their deliverance rise.

Lo, with deep contritions turning,
Humbly at Thy feet we bend;
Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning;
Hear us, spare us, and defend.

Though our sins, our hearts confounding,
Long and loud for vengeance call,
Thou hast mercy more abounding,
Jesus’ blood can cleanse from all.

Let that love veil our transgressions,
Let that blood our guilt efface:
Save Thy people from oppression,
Save from spoil Thy holy place.

Now may the God of power and grace
Attend His people’s humble cry!
Jehovah hears when Israel prays,
And brings deliverance from on high.

The Name of Jacob’s God defends
Better than shields or brazen walls;
He from His sanctuary sends
Succor and strength, when Zion calls.

Well He remembers our sighs,
His love exceeds our best deserts;
His love accepts the sacrifice
Of humble groans and broken hearts.

In His salvation is our hope,
And in the Name of Israel’s God,
Our troops shall lift their banners up
Our navies spread their flags abroad.

Some trust in horses trained for war,
And some of chariots make their boasts;
Our surest expectations are
From Thee, the Lord of heav’nly hosts.

O may the memory of Thy Name
Inspire our armies for the fight!
Our foes shall fall and die with shame,
Or quit the field with shameful flight.

Now save us, Lord, from slavish fear;
Now let our hopes be firm and strong
Till the salvation shall appear,
And joy and triumph raise the song.

Carry the standard bravely
Into the world’s great field;
Never desert our army,
Never give up our shield.

Refrain

Onward, onward, onward!
Cheerily, cheerily sing;
O carry the standard bravely
For Christ, the Lord, our King;
O carry the standard bravely
For Christ, the Lord, our King.

Carry the standard firmly,
Bear it where’er we go;
Wave it in youth’s bright morning,
Love for the Lord to show.

Refrain

Carry the standard nobly,
Asking for aid divine;
Praying for light and wisdom
Over the path to shine.

Refrain

The royal banners forward go,
The cross shines forth in mystic glow;
Where He in flesh, our flesh Who made,
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid.

Where deep for us the spear was dyed,
Life’s torrent rushing from His side,
To wash us in that precious flood,
Where mingled water flowed, and blood.

Fulfilled is all that David told
In true prophetic song of old,
Amidst the nations, God, saith he,
Hath reigned and triumphed from the tree.

O tree of beauty, tree of light!
O tree with royal purple dight!
Elect on whose triumphal breast
Those holy limbs should find their rest.

Blest tree, whose chosen branches bore
The wealth that did the world restore,
The price of humankind to pay,
And spoil the spoiler of his prey.

Upon its arms, like balance true,
He weighed the price for sinners due,
The price which none but He could pay,
And spoiled the spoiler of his prey.

O cross, our one reliance, hail!
Still may thy power with us avail
To give new virtue to the saint,
And pardon to the penitent.

To Thee, eternal Three in One,
Let homage meet by all be done:
As by the cross Thou dost restore,
So rule and guide us evermore.

Father, hear Thy children’s call;
Humbly at Thy feet we fall,
Prodigals, confessing all:
We beseech Thee, hear us.

Christ, beneath Thy cross we blame
All our life of sin and shame,
Penitent, we breathe Thy Name:
We beseech Thee, hear us.

Holy Spirit, grieved and tried,
Oft forgotten and defied,
Now we mourn our stubborn pride:
We beseech Thee, hear us.

Love that caused us first to be,
Love that bled upon the tree,
Love that draws us lovingly:
We beseech Thee, hear us.

We Thy call have disobeyed,
Into paths of sin have strayed,
And repentance have delayed:
We beseech Thee, hear us.

Sick, we come to Thee for cure,
Guilty, seek Thy mercy sure,
Evil, long to be made pure:
We beseech Thee, hear us.

Blind, we pray that we may see,
Bound, we pray to be made free,
Stained, we pray for sanctity:
We beseech Thee, hear us.

Thou Who hear’st each contrite sigh,
Bidding sinful souls draw nigh,
Willing not that one should die,
We beseech Thee, hear us.

By the love that bids Thee spare,
By the Heav’n Thou dost prepare,
By Thy promises to prayer,
We beseech Thee, hear us.

God the Father, God the Son,
God the Spirit, Three in One,
Hear us from Thy heavenly throne,
Spare us, Holy Trinity.

Jesu, Life of those who die,
Advocate with God on high,
Hope of immortality,
Hear us, holy Jesu.

Thou Whose death to mortals gave
Power to triumph o’er the grave,
Living now from death to save,
Hear us, holy Jesu.

Thou before Whose great white throne
All our doings must be shown,
Pleading now for us Thine own,
Hear us, holy Jesu.

Thou Whose death was borne that we,
From the power of Satan free,
Might not die eternally,
Hear us, holy Jesu.

Thou Who dost a place prepare,
That in heavenly mansions fair
Sinners may Thy glory share
Hear us, holy Jesu.

We are dying day by day,
Soon from earth we pass away;
Lord of Life, to Thee we pray:
Hear us, holy Jesu.

Ere we hear the angel’s call,
And the shadows round us fall,
Be our Savior, be our all;
Hear us, holy Jesu.

Wean our hearts from things below,
Make us all Thy love to know,
Guard from our ghostly foe:
Hear us, holy Jesu.

Shelter us with angel’s wing,
To our souls Thy pardon bring;
So shall death have lost its sting:
Hear us, holy Jesu.

In the gloom Thy light provide;
Safely through the valley guide;
Thee we trust, for Thou hast died;
Hear us, holy Jesu.

When Thy summons we obey
On the dreadful Judgment Day,
Let not fear our souls dismay:
Hear us, holy Jesu.

While the lost in terror fly,
May we see with joyful eye
Our redemption drawing nigh:
Hear us, holy Jesu.

May we see Thee on Thy throne
As the Savior we have known,
And have followed as our own:
Hear us, holy Jesu.

May we then, among the blest
Who Thy Name on earth confessed,
Hear Thee calling us to rest,
Hear us, holy Jesu.

From the awful place of doom,
Where in rayless outer gloom
Dead souls lie as in a tomb,
Save us, holy Jesu.

From the black, the dull despair
Ruined men and angels share,
From the dread companions there,
Save us, holy Jesu.

From the unknown agonies
Of the soul that helpless lies,
From the worm that never dies,
Save us, holy Jesu.

From the lusts that none can tame,
From the fierce mysterious flame,
From the everlasting shame,
Save us, holy Jesu.

Where Thy saints in glory reign,
Free from sorrow, free from pain,
Pure from every guilty stain,
Bring us, holy Jesu.

Where the captives find release,
Where all foes from troubling cease,
Where the weary rest in peace,
Bring us, holy Jesu.

Where the pleasures never cloy,
Where in angels’ holy joy
Thy redeemed their powers employ,
Bring us, holy Jesu.

Where in wondrous light are shown
All Thy dealings with Thine own,
Who shall know as they are known,
Bring us, holy Jesu.

Where, with loved ones gone before,
We may love Thee and adore
In Thy presence evermore,
Bring us, holy Jesu.