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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