Onward Christian soldiers!
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Onward Christian soldiers! Marching as to war, With the Cross of Jesus Going on before. Christ the royal Master Leads against the foe; Forward into battle, See, his banners go! At the sign of triumph Satan's host doth flee; On then, Christian soldiers, On to victory! Hell's foundations quiver At the shout of praise; Brothers, lift your voices, Loud your anthems raise. Like a mighty army Moves the Church of God; Brothers, we are treading Where the saints have trod: We are not divided, All one body we, One in hope and doctrine, One in charity. Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane, But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain: Gates of hell can never 'Gainst that Church prevail; We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail. Onward, then, ye people, Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices In the triumph song: Glory, laud and honour Unto Christ the King, This through countless ages Men and angels sing. |
Ite, Christiani, ut ad proelium, Dominum sequentes et Patibulum. Contra Christus hostem arma Rex gerit, atque pugnaturus signa corripit. Fugit hunc triumphum turba Satanae. Ite, Chnistiani! Ite et vincite! Laus sonat, et ima Tartari timent; voces effundantur, hymni reboent. Agmen ecce! magnum it Ecclesia; sequimur sanctorum nos itinera. Non dissociamur; sumus unum vas: una spes, doctrina, una caritas. Brevia regnorum mundi tempora; usque duratura est Ecclesia. Contra quam inferni porta non valet; sponsor ipse Christus: haud deficiet. Addat se cohorti laetae populus concinatque nobis triumphantibus. "Laus, decus et honor Christo Regi sit!" cantus angelorum hominumque erit. |