The Hymnal ‎#495

495. O brothers, lift your voices

O brothers, lift your voices,
Triumphant songs to raise;
Till heaven on high rejoices,
And earth is filled with praise.
Ten thousand hearts are bounding
With holy hopes and free;
The Gospel trump is sounding,
The trump of Jubilee.

O Christian brothers, glorious
Shall be the conflict's close:
The cross hath been victorious,
And shall be o'er its foes.
Faith is our battle token:
Our Leader all controls;
Our trophies, fetters broken;
Our captives, ransomed souls.

Not unto us: Lord Jesus,
To thee all praise be due!
Whose blood-bought mercy frees us,
Has freed our brethren too.
Not unto us: in glory
The angels catch the strain,
And cast their crowns before thee
Exultingly again.

451
Captain of our salvation,
Thy presence we adore:
Praise, glory, adoration
Be thine for evermore!
Still on in conflict pressing,
On thee thy people call,
Thee, King of kings confessing,
Thee, crowning Lord of all.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: O brothers, lift your voices
• Author: Edward H. Bickersteth (1848)
• Meter: 7.6.7.6.D.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1916
• Topic: Brotherhood and Service

Tune Information

• Name: TOURS
• Composer: Berthold Tours (1872)
• Meter: 7.6.7.6.D.
• Incipit: 34517 65312 31232
• Key: E♭ Major