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Am I a soldier of the Cross — A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own His cause, Or blush to speak His name? |
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In the name, the precious name, Of Him who died for me, Through grace I'll win the promised crown, Whate'er my cross may be. |
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Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize And sailed through bloody seas? |
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In the name, the precious name, Of Him who died for me, Through grace I'll win the promised crown, Whate'er my cross may be. |
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Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood? Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God? |
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In the name, the precious name, Of Him who died for me, Through grace I'll win the promised crown, Whate'er my cross may be. |
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Since I must fight if I would reign, Increase my courage, Lord! I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, Supported by Thy Word. |
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In the name, the precious name, Of Him who died for me, Through grace I'll win the promised crown, Whate'er my cross may be. |