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The war has raged for centuries The armies are in array Oh sad the losses and dear the prize That’s fought for from day to day Oh soldier how great the rejoicing When heavenward comes the prize Oh soldier how sad if unheeded Unhelped, the poor victim dies God calls you to grab from the fire The men for his kingdom alone Oh preach of the glorious salvation The blood that doth fully atone You are called to be part of the army That has laboured for ages gone by And sore tho’ the battle be raging Oh soldier the crown when you die! |