Let Our Choir New Anthems Raise

Let our choir new an­thems raise

Wake the morn with glad­ness;

God Him­self to joy and praise

Turns the mar­tyrs’ sad­ness:

Bright the day that won their crown

Op­ened heav’ns bright por­tal

As they laid the mor­tal down

And put on th’im­mor­tal.

Never flinched they from the flame

From the tor­ture nev­er;

Vain the foe­man’s sharp­est aim

Sa­tan’s best en­dea­vor:

For by faith they saw the land

Decked in all its glo­ry

Where tri­umph­ant now they stand

With the vic­tor’s sto­ry.

Faith they had that knew not shame

Love that could not lang­uish;

And eter­nal hope o’er­came

Momentary ang­uish.

Up and fol­low

Christ­ian men!

Press through toil and sor­row;

Spurn the night of fear

and then

O the glo­ri­ous mor­row!