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103.

THE LAND BEYOND THE SEA.

LINTER.

1. The land beyond the sea! When will life's toils be o'er?

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When shall we reach that soft blue shore, O'er the dark strait whose

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The land beyond the sea!

How close it often seems

When flushed with evening's peaceful gleams;

The wistful heart looks o'er the strait and dreamsIt longs to fly to thee,

Calm land beyond the sea.

The land beyond the sea!
Sometimes distinct and near,

It grows upon the eye and ear,

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And the gulf narrows to a thread-like mere
We seem half-way to thee,

Calm land beyond the sea!

The land beyond the sea!

O how the lapsing years,

'Mid our not unsubmissive tears,

Have borne, now singly, now in fleets, the biers
Of those we love, to thee,

Calm land beyond the sea!

The land beyond the sea!
How dark our present home!
By the dull beach and sullen foam,
How wearily, how drearily we roam,

With arms outstretched to thee,
Calm land beyond the sea!

The land beyond the sea!

When will our toil be done?
Slow-footed years, more swiftly run
Into the gold of that unsetting sun!
Home-sick we are for thee,

Calm land beyond the sea!
The land beyond the sea!

Sweet is thy endless rest,

But sweeter far that Father's breast . Upon thy shores eternally possessed; For Jesus reigns o'er thee,

Calm land beyond the sea! Amen.

104.

THE BANNERS ARE WAVING.

STEVEN LUECK.

1. The banners are waving, the trumpet sounds, The soldiers are girding for war;

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2 The man and the maiden, the old, the young, Are all in the Church of God;

And all have to fight in the self-same fight,

And tread where the Saints have trod.
The Captain above us is Jesus Christ,
His Banner the cross so red.

We march in the glorious Host of God,
We follow our King and Head.

3 Three enemies threaten on every side-
The devil, the flesh, the world;

We ward off their darts with the silver shield,
And flutter the banner unfurl'd.
We echo the angels' triumphant shout,
When Satan from heaven fell.
We march in the glorious Host of God,
To battle with sin and hell.

4 But One is the army that Christ commands,
In ages that pass, but One;

But One is the warfare wherever waged,
In the self-same way begun.

The Faith of the army of Christ is One,
The strength of its Hope the same,
We march in the glorious Host of God,
In the great Commander's Name.

5 Then who will be found from the Host to stray? And who from the Faith to fall?

As Satan of old from the ranks above,

From Jesus the All-in-all?

With shoulder to shoulder, and firm as flint,

We swerve not to left or right,

We march in the glorious Host of God,

The soldiers and sons of Light. Amen.

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