Loudly un­to the world is a chor­us re­sound­ing
From the hosts of the Lord, as they march along;
Rare in har­mo­ny, send­ing the ech­oes re­bound­ing,
Swelling migh­ti­ly from the vic­to­ri­ous throng.

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Victory! vic­to­ry rings aloud the bat­tle cry,
Until the glo­ri­ous ech­oes reach the vault­ed sky;
Over the world now be un­furled His flag from shore to shore;
Loyal and true in the ranks each faith­ful sol­dier stands,
Gladly obeying in what­so­ev­er He com­mands.
He is the King, and the king­dom His for­ev­er­more.

Pressing on to the bat­tle, each sol­dier re­joic­es,
Singing joy­ful­ly un­to the gra­cious King;
Earth is quiv­er­ing un­der the tu­mult of voic­es,
While the arch­es of Hea­ven with mu­sic ring.

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Glory! glo­ry to God in the high­est for­ev­er!
For the King in His beau­ty shall yet ap­pear;
Shout aloud, for Je­ho­vah, our God, will de­liv­er!
His the bat­tle, and vic­to­ry draw­eth near.

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