Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put your armor on, strong in the strength which God supplies through his eternal Son; strong in the Lord of hosts, and in his mighty power: who in the strength of Jesus trusts is more than conqueror.

Hark, the glad sound! the Savior comes, the Savior promised long: let every heart prepare a throne, and every voice a song.

O bless the Lord, my soul! His grace to thee proclaim! And all that is within me join to bless his holy Name!

Glorious things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our God; he whose word cannot be broken formed thee for his own abode; on the Rock of Ages founded, what can shake thy sure repose? With salvation’s walls surrounded, thou may’st smile at all thy foes.

Praise to God, immortal praise, for the love that crowns our days; bounteous source of every joy, let thy praise our tongues employ: all to thee, our God, we owe, source whence all our blessings flow.

Ye who claim the faith of Jesus, sing the wonders that were done when the love of God the Father over sin the victory won, when he made the Virgin Mary mother of his only Son.

In Christ there is no East or West, in him no South or North, but one great fellowship of love throughout the whole wide earth.

Praise, my soul, the King of heaven; to his feet thy tribute bring; ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, evermore his praises sing: Alleluia, alleluia! Praise the everlasting King.

God is working his purpose out as year succeeds to year: God is working his purpose out, and the time is drawing near; nearer and nearer draws the time, the time that shall surely be, when the earth shall be filled with the glory of God as the waters cover the sea.

Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, with all thy quickening powers; kindle a flame of sacred love in these cold hearts of ours.

Praise our great and gracious Lord, call upon his holy Name; raising hymns in glad accord, all his mighty acts proclaim: how he leads his chosen unto Canaan’s promised land, how the word we have heard firm and changeless still shall stand.

Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing; fill our hearts with joy and peace; let us each, thy love possessing, triumph in redeeming grace: O refresh us, O refresh us, traveling through this wilderness.

Before thy throne, O God, we kneel: give us a conscience quick to feel, a ready mind to understand the meaning of thy chastening hand; whate’er the pain and shame may be, bring us, O Father, nearer thee.

God of mercy, God of grace, show the brightness of thy face. Shine upon us, Savior, shine, fill thy Church with light divine, and thy saving health extend unto earth’s remotest end.

As Jacob with travel was weary one day, at night on a stone for a pillow he lay; he saw in a vision a ladder so high, that its foot was on earth and its top in the sky: Alleluia to Jesus, who died on the tree and has raised up a ladder of mercy for me, and has raised up a ladder of mercy for me.

Rejoice, the Lord is King! Your Lord and King adore! Mortals, give thanks and sing, And triumph evermore. Lift up your heart! lift up your voice! Rejoice! again I say, rejoice!

I know not where the road will lead I follow day by day, or where it ends: I only know I walk the King’s highway. I know not if the way is long, and no one else can say; but rough or smooth, up hill or down, I walk the King’s highway.

Fight the good fight with all thy might, Christ is thy strength and Christ thy right; lay hold on life, and it shall be thy joy and crown eternally.

I sing a song of the saints of God, patient and brave and true, who toiled and fought and lived and died for the Lord they loved and knew. And one was a doctor, and one was a queen, and one was a shepherdess on the green: they were all of them saints of God—and I mean, God helping, to be one too.

Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand, the shadow of a mighty rock within a weary land, A home within a wilderness, a rest upon the way, from the burning of the noontide heat and the burden of the day.

Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature, O thou of God and man the Son; thee will I cherish, thee will I honor, thou, my soul’s glory, joy and crown.

Jesus came, adored by angels, came with peace from realms on high; Jesus came for our redemption, lowly came on earth to die: Alleluia, alleluia! came in deep humility.

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation; O my soul, praise him, for he is thy health and salvation: join the great throng, psaltery, organ, and song, sounding in glad adoration.

He was the Word that spake it, he took the bread and brake it, and what that Word did make it, I do believe and take it.

Where is this stupendous stranger? Prophets, shepherds, kings, advise. Lead me to my Master’s manger, show me where my Savior lies.

Thou art the Way, to thee alone from sin and death we flee; and all who would the Father seek, must seek him, Lord, by thee.

Let us now our voices raise, wake the day with gladness; God himself to joy and praise turns our human sadness; joy that martyrs won their crown, opened heaven’s bright portal, when they laid the mortal down for the life immortal.

Now the day is over, night is drawing nigh, shadows of the evening steal across the sky.

This is my Father’s world, and to my listening ears all nature sings and round me rings the music of the spheres. This is my Father’s world: I rest me in the thought of rocks and trees, of skies and seas, his hands the wonders wrought.

Joyful, joyful, we adore thee, God of glory, Lord of love; hearts unfold like flowers before thee, praising thee, their sun above. Melt the clouds of sin and sadness; drive the dark of doubt away; giver of immortal gladness, fill us with the light of day.

God is Love, let heaven adore him; God is Love, let earth rejoice; let creation sing before him and exalt him with one voice. God who laid the earth’s foundation, God who spread the heavens above, God who breathes through all creation: God is Love, eternal Love.

Draw nigh and take the Body of the Lord, and drink the holy Blood for you outpoured. Saved by that Body and that holy Blood, with souls refreshed, we render thanks to God.

Holy Spirit, Lord of love, who descended from above, gifts of blessing to bestow on your waiting Church below, once again in love draw near to your servants gathered here; from their bright baptismal day you have led them on their way.

O Trinity of blessed light, O Unity of princely might, the fiery sun now goes his way; shed thou within our hearts thy ray.

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul! What wondrous love is this, O my soul! What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss to lay aside his crown for my soul, for my soul, to lay aside his crown for my soul!

Father, we praise thee, now the night is over, active and watchful, stand we all before thee; singing we offer prayer and meditation: thus we adore thee.

O God, unseen yet ever near, thy presence may we feel; and thus inspired with holy fear, before thine altar kneel.

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds in a believer’s ear! It soothes our sorrows, heals our wounds, and drives away our fear.

Come, thou almighty King, help us thy Name to sing, help us to praise. Father whose love unknown all things created own, build in our hearts thy throne, Ancient of Days.

O God, creation’s secret force, yourself unmoved, all motion’s source, you, from the morn till evening’s ray, through all its changes guide the day: Grant us, when this short life is past, the glorious evening that shall last; that, by a holy death attained, eternal glory may be gained.

Day by day, dear Lord, of thee three things I pray: to see thee more clearly, love thee more dearly, follow thee more nearly, day by day.

How wondrous and great thy works, God of praise! How just, King of saints, and true are thy ways! O who shall not fear thee, and honor thy Name? Thou only art holy, thou only supreme.

Songs of praise the angels sang, heaven with alleluias rang, when creation was begun, when God spoke and it was done.

He sat to watch o’er customs paid, a man of scorned and hardening trade, alike the symbol and the tool of foreign master’s hated rule. But grace within his heart had stirred, there needed but the timely word; it came, true Lord of souls, from thee, that royal summons, “Follow me.”

Sometimes a light surprises the Christian while he sings; it is the Lord who rises with healing in his wings: when comforts are declining, he grants the soul again a season of clear shining, to cheer it after rain.

Holy Father, great Creator, source of mercy, love, and peace, look upon the Mediator, clothe us with his righteousness; heavenly Father, heavenly Father, through the Savior hear and bless.

Singing songs of expectation, onward goes the pilgrim band, through the night of doubt and sorrow, marching to the promised land. Clear before us through the darkness gleams and burns the guiding light: trusting God we march together stepping fearless through the night.

Now that the daylight fills the sky, we lift our hearts to God on high, that he, in all we do or say, would keep us free from harm this day: To God the Father, heavenly Light, to Christ, revealed in earthly night, to God the Holy Ghost we raise our equal and unceasing praise.

Light’s abode, celestial Salem, vision whence true peace doth spring, brighter than the heart can fancy, mansion of the highest King; O how glorious are the praises which of thee the prophets sing!

King of glory, King of peace, I will love thee; and that love may never cease, I will move thee. Thou hast granted my request, thou hast heard me; thou didst note my working breast, thou hast spared me.