The White Horse Cavalry

Lo

Heav­en now op­ens to rap­tur­ous view;

The ar­mies that fol­low the Faith­ful and True

Arrayed in fine lin­en and ar­mor of light

With swords of de­struct­ion the na­tions to smite.

All glo­ry to God! We’ll fol­low the Lamb;

All glo­ry to God! We’ll fight in the van;

In uni­form white on our ho­li­ness steeds

We’ll rush to the bat­tle wher­ev­er He leads.

This cam­paign of fire shall sweep ov­er the land

Enlisting the pure that are able to stand;

In columns of glo­ry they fol­low their king

Like thun­der their songs of sweet me­lo­dy ring.

Speed on­ward

great ar­my

to judge and make war

Salvation in Je­sus go trum­pet afar;

There are bat­tles to fight and fair tr­ophies to win

And per­ish­ing souls to be res­cued from sin.

All hon­or to Je­sus

whose eyes are aflame

Who won­drous­ly helps us each bat­tle to gain;

He’s clothed in a ves­ture that’s dipped in the blood

He gra­cious­ly shed to re­deem us to God.