103. THE LAND BEYOND THE SEA. LINTER. 1. The land beyond the sea! When will life's toils be o'er? g When shall we reach that soft blue shore, O'er the dark strait whose 8: bil lows foam and roar? When shall we come to thee, 2 3 5 6 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! It grows upon the eye and ear, 7 And the gulf narrows to a thread-like mere 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 Calm land beyond the sea! The land beyond the sea! With arms outstretched to thee, The land beyond the sea! When will our toil be done? Calm 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; 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. We march in the glorious Host of God, 3 Three enemies threaten on every side- We ward off their darts with the silver shield, 4 But One is the army that Christ commands, But One is the warfare wherever waged, The Faith of the army of Christ is One, 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. |