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| D | A7 | |
| Encamped along the | hills of light, |
| D | |
| Ye Christian soldiers, | rise. |
| A7 | |
| And press the battle | ere the night |
| D | |
| Shall veil the glowing | skies. |
| A7 | D | |
| Against the foe in | vales below |
| A | E7 | A | |
| Let | all our | strength be | hurled. |
| D | G | |
| Faith | is the victo | ry, we know, |
| D | A7 | D | |
| That | overcom | es the | world. |
| Chorus: |
| D | A7 | |
| Faith is the | victory! |
| D | |
| Faith is the | victory! |
| G | D | |
| O glorious | victory, |
| A7 | D | |
| That over | comes the | world. |
| His banner over us is love, |
| Our sword the Word of God. |
| We tread the road the saints above |
| With shouts of triumph trod. |
| By faith, they like a whirlwind's breath, |
| Swept on o'er every field. |
| The faith by which they conquered death |
| Is still our shining shield. |
| Chorus |
| On every hand the foe we find |
| Drawn up in dread array. |
| Let tents of ease be left behind, |
| And onward to the fray. |
| Salvation's helmet on each head, |
| With truth all girt about, |
| The earth shall tremble 'neath our tread, |
| And echo with our shout. |
| Chorus |
| To him that overcomes the foe, |
| White raiment shall be giv'n. |
| Before the angels he shall know |
| His name confessed in heav'n. |
| Then onward from the hill of light, |
| Our hearts with love aflame, |
| We'll vanquish all the hosts of night, |
| In Jesus' conqu'ring Name. |
| Chorus |
