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H. Ernest Nichol, (1862

Hark to the tramp of
On to your home a

Treading the bus
Yours is

Sing - ing
Yon - der

) 1896.

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feet! bove!

a glad re frain; ye serve the King;

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List what they say as they haste away To the sound of a martial strain :-
March to the light'neath the banner white, With the song that ye love to sing:-

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Singing the songs of home - land, Loud - ly the chorus rings; We

march to the fight in our ar-mor bright, At the call of the King of kings."

By courtesy of Mr. H. Ernest Nichol, Hull, England, through Brooklyn S, S. Union.

fears and time of tears-Through the endless chime of years-Through the night into light trod, be-liev-ing God, Waves were parted with a rod: Manna bright, full and white, see for you and me Paths shall open safe and free. Never fear, God is near, fears and time of tears-Through the endless chime of years-Through the night into light

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ranks of Christ, our King; Through the Israel of old; Where they calls to du ty come; He will ranks of Christ, our King; Through the

Where the skies are ever bright-Wave your ban-ners, lift ho san-nas, Fell around them in the night: Prayers as - cen ded, rocks were rend- edFaith-ful souls to Him are dear. Christ will meet you; He will greet you,Where the skies are er bright-Wave your ban- ners, lift ho

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Arr. by Emmelar.