With a strong and glad endeavor Let us rally round the cross, One in heart and zeal forever Seek to save the world from loss. In no scant and stinted measure Be our wealth and service giv’n; Let no love of ease or pleasure Hedge to one the way to Heav’n.
In the joy of love’s communion, Finding motive and reward; Strong in purpose, strong in union, As an army of the Lord, Let us on to fight our battles In the heav’nly Master’s Name, Though the thunder rolls and rattles, Though the sheeted lightnings flame.
Precious blessings we receive, When on Jesus we believe, And are walking in the Spirit day by day; When His Word is our delight, And our path is growing bright, While by faith we learn to trust Him and obey.
O praise the Lord, for He is good; O praise the Lord, our God above, For He keeps us every hour, And upholds us by His power, While we dwell within the sunshine of His love.
Precious blessings that descend, When before His throne we bend, And the glory cloud is resting o’er us there; Every heart with joy is filled, Every wave of sorrow stilled, While we feel the hallowed bliss of answered prayer.
When the world is overcome, And its battles fought and won, When we see our Lord and Savior in the sky; How our hearts will overflow, While the rapture we shall know, When we meet Him in His kingdom by and by.
O come and go with me, If from sin you would be free; You will find it good for thee, Over Jordan. ’Tis a land of corn and wine, And there’s fruit of every kind; You will find it is sublime, Over Jordan.
Over Jordan, over Jordan, O it is a pleasant place, For I have the “second grace.” Over Jordan’s rolling sand Into happy Beulah land, ’Tis a pleasant place to live, Over Jordan.
Many will not enter in, For they want to cling to sin, And their journey won’t begin, Over Jordan. And they see the giants there, For their vision is not clear, And they will not go for fear, Over Jordan.
Our leader is the Lord, And we have His precious Word; We will use it for our sword, Over Jordan. So you need not ever fear, For He’s promised to be near, And you’ll find Him very dear, Over Jordan.
Now won’t you come and go, While He’s pleading with you so, Where the milk and honey flow, Over Jordan. If you’ll get the “second grace,” You’ll be talking face to face, While you’re running in the race, Over Jordan.