Our Lord the path of suff'ring trod And since His blood for man hath flowed, 'Tis meet that man should yield to God The life he owed. Alleluia, Alleluia. No shame to own the Crucified? Nay, 'tis our immortality That we confess our God Who died, And for Him die. Alleluia, Alleluia. Filled with this thought, with patient smile All threats the martyr doth withstand, Fights, Lord, Thy cause, and leans the while Upon Thine hand. Alleluia, Alleluia. Beholding his predestined crown, Into death's arms he willing goes; Dying, he conquers death; o'erthrown, O'erthrows his foes. Alleluia, Alleluia. Lord, make us Thine own soldiers true Grant us brave faith, a spirit pure That for Thy Name, Thy cross in view, We may endure. Alleluia, Alleluia. Eternal Father of the Word, Eternal Word, we Thee adore, Eternal Spirit, God and Lord, For evermore. Alleluia, Alleluia.
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