We are going forth
Author: Albert B. Simpson
We are going forth from the school of Jesus,
We have sat at His blessed feet,
We have drunk from truth’s celestial fountain,
We have tasted its honey sweet.
We are witnesses for our blessed Master
In a world where friends are few;
And He sends us forth with the watchword holy,
Whatsoever it costs, Be true.
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Be true! (We’ll be true,) be true! (we’ll be true,)
Let the holy watchword ring; (we’ll be true,)
Be true! (We’ll be true,) to your trust, (to our trust,)
Be true to your glorious King; (We’ll be true, yes, we’ll be true.)
Be true! (We’ll be true,) be true! (we’ll be true, we’ll be true,)
Whether friends be false or few; (we’ll be true,)
Whatsoe’er betide, ever at His side,
Let Him always find you true.
We are going forth from the upper chamber,
From the days of our Pentecost,
We have giv’n ourselves in a full surrender,
And been filled with the Holy Ghost.
We are going forth as epistles holy,
And to live as Christ would do;
Let us always represent our Master,
Let our life be always true.
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We are going forth with a trust so sacred,
And a truth so divine and deep,
With a message clear and a work so glorious,
And a charge, such a charge to keep.
Let it be our greatest joy, my, brother,
That the Lord can depend on you,
And if all besides should fail and falter,
To your trust be always true.
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We are going forth with a glorious mission,
As ambassadors for God,
We are sent with heaven’s last word of mercy,
Over all the world abroad.
We are sent to save from the blight of sorrow,
And the curse of sin undo;
With a work so grand and a trust so holy,
Oh, what heart would not be true?
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We are going forth with the blessed Spirit,
And the Master always near:
He has told us, “Lo I am with you always,”
And we need not faint or fear.
With the Master’s presence always near us,
Shall we not both dare and do,
With the mighty Holy Ghost within us,
Shall we not be always true?
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We are going forth with a hope supernal,
‘Tis the hope of the “Home, Sweet Home;”
We shall not have gone over all the cities,
Till the Son of Man be come.
We are calling out the guests to the marriage,
We are hasting to meet Him too,
May he find us watching and robed and ready;
May He say “Thou hast been true?”
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