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<h2>THE SON OF GOD GOES FORTH TO WAR</h2>
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<p align="center"><h3>“Can you drink the cup I am going to drink?” Matthew 20:22</h3></p>
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<center><b>Hymns Supplied Through the Gracious Generosity<br>of the </b><a href="http://www.hymntime.com/tch/" target = "_blank"><b>Cyber Hymnal Website</b></a><br><br><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/cyberhymnal_info.html" target = "_blank">Information about Cyber Hymnal Website</a></center>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_h_e_heber_r.jpg" alt="Reginald Heber (1783-1826)" width="133.333333333333" height="189.333333333333"></td>
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<td><em>Words:</em> <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_h_e_heber_r.html" target="_blank">Reginald Heber</a>, 1812. This hymn was sung in the 1975 movie “The Man Who Would Be King,” which was nominated for several Academy Awards.
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<p><em>Music:</em> “All Saints,” <a href="./hymns/hymns_bio/bio_c_u_cutler_hs.html" target="_blank">Henry Stephen Cutler</a>, 1872 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_a_allsaint.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<li>“Warrior,” Archibald MacDonald, 1877 </p><p><table><tr><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_mid/mid_w_warrior.mid" target = "_blank"><img border=0 src="./hymns/hymns_img/notes.gif"><br><b>Play MIDI</b></a></td><td> </td><td><a href="./hymns/hymns_html/score_info.html" target = "_blank"><b>Link to obtain<br>musical score info</b></a></td></tr></table></p>
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<td><img src="./hymns/hymns_img/img_c_u_cutler_hs.jpg" alt="Henry Stephen Cutler (1825-1902)" width="133.333333333333" height="200"></td>
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<p>The Son of God goes forth to war, a kingly crown to gain;<br>
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His blood red banner streams afar: Who follows in His train?<br>
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Who best can drink his cup of woe, triumphant over pain,<br>
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Who patient bears his cross below, he follows in His train.</p>
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<p>That martyr first, whose eagle eye could pierce beyond the grave;<br>
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Who saw his Master in the sky, and called on Him to save.<br>
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Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, in midst of mortal pain,<br>
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He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train?</p>
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<p>A glorious band, the chosen few on whom the Spirit came;<br>
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Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, and mocked the cross and flame.<br>
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They met the tyrant’s brandished steel, the lion’s gory mane;<br>
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They bowed their heads the death to feel: Who follows in their train?</p>
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<p>A noble army, men and boys, the matron and the maid,<br>
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Around the Savior’s throne rejoice, in robes of light arrayed.<br>
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They climbed the steep ascent of heaven, through peril, toil and pain;<br>
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O God, to us may grace be given, to follow in their train.</p>
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