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Matthew Easler - Victory March

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We march on in hope, and we march toward the prize.
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We press on in the narrow way to glory up on high.
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We fight, and we hope, and we laugh and feast,
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The victr'y march of the Church of Christ all hell cannot defeat.
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Our mission for the earth, our mission giv'n of Christ,
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Is go to evr'y heathen land proclaiming that He died,
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Yet now again He lives to reign.
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To win the world back to Himself we baptize in His name.
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All Satan and his hosts, all hell and its fire
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Do line themselves against the Church as she marches thus inspired
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Yet the promise of our Lord is they won't prevail
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For He is with us to the end, so all His foes must fail.
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The kings of the earth, against the Lord now plot.
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They tear down our memorial stones in hopes to see us rot,
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But Christ is the stone on which all the Temple rests,
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So all our hope is safe above in heav'n where He is set.
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Their altar they have made to sacrifice our young
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With poisoned steel their blade is aimed into their hearts to plunge,
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Yet we will not give the heritage away,
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For we will guard our children's hearts against the sinners' way.
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Come see all the lands of earth now fight in war.
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What hope of peace now has the world, so bloodied, ravaged, torn?
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And who will proclaim the word of peace,
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That all the tribes be reconciled to live in Christ as free.
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See here on the street, poor sinners line the way.
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Their hungry souls, afflicted much, in broken pity lay.
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Now what is their hope, their balm of life,
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If not the Christian's healing word of Jesus' sacrifice?
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Though many be our foes and sharpened be the sword
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That glids the necks of valient men who shout redemption's word
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And many be the cries of souls oppressed,
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Yet still advancing is the word that brings to all men rest.
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Though great be our toil, yet greater still our prize.
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Through hunger, suffering, flame, and loss, Christ wins His purchased Bride.