CGS Number
493
CGS Lyrics
Verse 1
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high
Marching through the desert, gladly thus we pray,
Still with hearts united singing on our way.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high.
Verse 2
Jesus, Lord and Master, at Thy sacred feet,
Here, with hearts rejoicing, see Thy children meet.
Often have we left Thee, often gone astray;
Keep us, mighty Saviour, in the narrow way.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high
Verse 3
All our days direct us in the way we go;
Lead us on victorious over every foe;
Bid Thine angels shield us when the storm-clouds lower;
Pardon Thou and save us in the last dread hour.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high.
Verse 4
Then with saints and angels may we join above,
Offering prayers and praises at Thy throne of love,
When the march is over, Then come rest and peace,
Jesus in His beauty, songs that never cease.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high
Marching through the desert, gladly thus we pray,
Still with hearts united singing on our way.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high.
Verse 2
Jesus, Lord and Master, at Thy sacred feet,
Here, with hearts rejoicing, see Thy children meet.
Often have we left Thee, often gone astray;
Keep us, mighty Saviour, in the narrow way.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high
Verse 3
All our days direct us in the way we go;
Lead us on victorious over every foe;
Bid Thine angels shield us when the storm-clouds lower;
Pardon Thou and save us in the last dread hour.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high.
Verse 4
Then with saints and angels may we join above,
Offering prayers and praises at Thy throne of love,
When the march is over, Then come rest and peace,
Jesus in His beauty, songs that never cease.
Chorus
Brightly gleams our banner, pointing to the sky,
Waving on Christ's soldiers to their home on high
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