THE HEAVENLY WARRIOR

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Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jul 8, 1875

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 46, No. 2.

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THE HEAVENLY WARRIOR.

Gird thy heavenly armor on, Warrior of the cross! Rest doth not to thee belong; Rest is only loss; Till thy Master, from the skies, Calls thee up to take thy prize.
In the tumult and the strife, He will bid thee cheer; Seek not comfort or delight, Nor thy life hold dear; Then, ’midst all the battle’s noise, Thou shalt hear his gentle voice.
And when thy feet shall lightly tread The star-paved courts of Heaven, There only shalt thou know indeed What price for thee was given. Fear not the foe, thine armor brace, And boldly meet him face to face.
And when the eastern sky shall break With glory o’er our world, Then, only then, thy sword forsake, Thy Master’s flag be furled, Then thou shalt hear the thrilling cry, “Behold the Bridegroom” in the sky!
Then keep thy face toward the dawn; The red streaks now the sky That heralds in the approaching morn, The morn of victory! Then thou shalt hear the Master’s voice, “Rejoice, my faithful one, rejoice!”
—Sel.