Exemplify the Savior's love
Reflected from the cross-
That love, that Non-resistant love,
Which triumphed on the cross.
8 The earth so long a slaughter-field,
Shall yet an Eden bloom;
The Tiger to the Lamb shall yield,
And War descend the tomb :
For all shall feel the Savior's love
Reflected from the cross-
That love, that Non-resistant love,
Which triumphed on the cross.
9 THEN swell the soul-inspiring strains,
With cheerful heart and voice;
Jehovah's Son in Salem reigns,
The Sovereign of our choice:
'Twas he that wept and bled in love
Upon the dreadful cross-
His was the Non-resistant love,
Which triumphed on the cross.
10 His highest glory is to serve,
His blessedness to give-
The bruised to heal, the faint to nerve,
And cause the dead to live:
Most glorious is the Savior's love
Reflected from the cross-
That love, that Non-resistant love,
Which triumphed on the cross.
11 Be this the glory we pursue,
The blessedness we seek,
Along the lanes of life to strew
The mercies of the meek:
Thus shall we breathe the Savior's love
Reflected from the cross-
That love, that Non-resistant love,
Which triumphed on the cross.
1 NON-RESISTANTS, raise the Standard,
Sing the wrath-subduing cross;
Though despised, reproached and slandered,
Swell the theme with clarion voice;
Non-Resistants,
Shout the wrath-subduing cross.
2 Groaning nature, steeped in anguish,
Wails aloud her slaughtered host-
Wails her wounded, left to languish
Where the fallen yield the ghost;
Non-Resistants,
Sound the Rescue for the lost.
3 Shall the sword devour forever,
Bathing all the world in blood?
Shall the tide of misery never
Cease to roll its gloomy flood?
Non-Resistants,
Shout the All-redeeming Good.
4 No, there shall be peace and gladness,
All the ransomed earth around,
When her children, saved from madness,
Shall in righteousness abound;
Shout the glorious Rescue found.
1 WHEN brutish men against you rise,
With raging tongues and spiteful eyes,
Be Christ-like, patient, meek and brave,
Resolved your foes to bless and save.
2 Resist not with injurious might
The cruel blows they chance to strike,
Nor hateful words for like return,
Nor let your secret anger burn.
3 The Christian hero suffers long,
A martyr to repeated wrong,
Intent to overcome with good
The evil of the viper brood.
4 And thus triumphant, soon or late,
Alike o'er self and mortal hate,
He takes the moral conqueror's crown,
And sits with Christ in glory down.
5 Great Non-Resistant, Prince of Peace,
Our faith, and love, and strength increase,
That we this victory too may gain,
And o'er our foes divinely reign.
1 FORBEAR that treacherous sword!
Its deadly blade restrain;
For they that trust its fell support,
Shall perish with the slain.
2 Thus Jesus promptly stayed
Impetuous Peter's arm,
And though to murderous foes betrayed,
Forbade to do them harm.
3 Obedient to his voice
The first disciples proved-
And bore their non-resistant cross,
By scorn and wrath unmoved.
4 And let the faithful still
Revere his high command,
Returning only good for ill,
With ever generous hand.
1 ALAS! how many boldly mock
Love divine, love divine,
And at the door of mercy knock
All for self, all for self;
Nor pity feel, nor mercy show
To guilty fellow men below,
But crush them to the depths of woe,
Full of wrath, full of wrath.
2 Hence war, the gallows, and the cell
Still prevail, still prevail,
And so-called Christians love them well,
Proud to share, proud to share,
'The honors of a Church and State,
That boast the vengeance they can take,
And scruple not their foes to hate,
Ee'n to death, e'en to death.
3 How long, how long shall these things be!
Mercy sought, mercy sought,
With tears by men of cruelty?
Heaven forbid, heaven forbid!
Dissolve, O God, the flinty heart,
And swift thy precious grace impart,
That each may feel his brother's smart-
Pardoning all, pardoned free.
1 Jor! joy to the world-for the sword shall be
The arm of the warrior be shorn of its might;
The war spirit hushed-for Jehovah hath spoken!
The Lamb with the Lion in peace shall unite:
Love-love is the tie that will bind them together,
All the races of men in harmony blend;
Will make all behold in the face of each other
But the token of love, the heart of a friend.
2 Away with the trappings of war-purchased glory; The garland of laurel must wither and die: Then nought shall be known of the hero's famed
For he and his name in oblivion shall lie; [river,
Then Peace shall run down like a sweet-flowing
And all shall partake of the life-giving stream;
Oppression and Sorrow be banished forever,
And the Song of the Angels through earth be the
theme!
1 THERE is an armor from above,
'Tis mercy's gift to erring man,
And he therein may safely move
'Midst warring hosts, or murderous clan.
2 'Tis Christian love-this armor bright,
Nor wrong, nor hate can quench its flame
It springs from God-it is his might,
And glows eternally the same.
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