Sound ye the trumpet-call

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Sound ye the trumpet-call;
  Heralds proclaim
Jesus as Lord of all,
  Sound forth His fame;
Tell of His great renown,
Lift high the kingly crown,
Let every knee bow down
  At His blest name.
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Who will go forth for Him?
  Who will arise?
Though eyes with tears are dim,
  Severed love’s ties:
Counting all things but loss,
Earth’s highest gain but dross,
And glorying in the cross,
  Who will arise?
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Go, for the crowning day
  Draws ever near;
Time will soon pass away,
  Jesus be here:
Raise ye the cross where now
Nations to idols bow;
Dawn o’er the mountain’s brow
  Tells He is near.
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Hark to the trumpet-blast!
  Jesus is King!
He comes to reign at last,
  All conquering:
Then the wide world shall own,
Bending before His throne,
Jesus is King alone,
  Jesus is King!
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Glory Jung

Cypress, CA, United States

"God's eyes are turned to the kingdom and concentrated on the kingdom" -WN


Salvador Z. Tarun, Jr.

Alfred, NY, United States

Jesus is King alone, Jesus is King!

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