The Church Triumphant

sermonindex Jul 25, 2006

~~[b]~~The Church Triumphant[/b]
by D.S. Warner

Men speak of a "church triumphant"
As something on earth unknown,
They think us beneath the tyrant
Until we shall reach our home.

O cannot the great Redeemer
Prevail over Satan here?
Or must we remain yet under
Confusion, pressed down in fear?

He built on a sure foundation,
And said that the gates of hell
Against her divine munition
Can never indeed prevail.

'Tis not in the church of Jesus
That people yet live in sin;
But in the dark creeds they're joining,
And vainly are trusting in.

God's church is alone triumphant,
In holiness all complete;
And all the dark pow'rs of Satan
She tramples beneath her feet.

Chorus:

Thank God for a church triumphant,
All pure in this world below!
For the kingdom that Jesus founded
Does triumph o'er every foe.

sermonindex Jul 25, 2006

~~[b]~~Church of God[/b]
by D.S. Warner

Church of God, thou spotless virgin, Church of Christ, for whom he died,
Thou hast known no human founder, Jesus bought thee for his bride.
Sanctified by God the Father, built by Jesus Christ, the Son,
Tempered by the Holy Spirit, like the Holy Three in One.

God himself has set the members In his body all complete,
Organized by Jesus only, Oh, the union pure and sweet!
Church of God the angels marvel At the music of thy song;
Earth and hell in terror tremble, As thy army moves along.

Church of God, "beloved city" Thou art of celestial mold;
Lo! from God and out of heaven, Came the city of pure gold.
Stones of jasper, clear as crystal Is the building of thy wall;
And the Lamb, thy light forever, Jesus, Jesus, all in all.

God's own holiness within thee His own beauty on thy brow;
Glorified in his own image, This thy wondrous portion now.
In thee dwells the triune fullness, Blessing all thy pilgrim days;
All around thee his salvation, And before thee gates of praise.

Church of God, in heaven written, Thine the risen life of Christ,
And the treasures to thee given, Never, never can be priced.
Far above this world's confusion, Walking close by Jesus' side,
Leaning on his loving bosom, Is the church, his chosen bride.

sermonindex Jul 25, 2006

~~[b]~~The Evening Light[/b]
by D.S. Warner

Brighter days are sweetly dawning,
Oh, the glory looms in sight!
For the cloudy day is waning,
And the evening shall be light.

Mistly fogs, so long concealing
All the hills of mingled night,
Vanish, all their sins revealing,
For the evening shall be light.

Lo! the ransomed are returning,
Robed in shining crystal white,
Leaping shouting home to Zion,
Happy in the evening light.

Free from Babel, in the Spirit,
Free to worship God aright,
Joy and gladness we're receiving,
Oh, how sweet this evening light.

Hallelujah! saints are singing,
Vict'ry in Jehovah's might;
Glory! glory! keep it ringing,
We are saved in evening light.

Chorus:

Oh, what golden glory streaming!
Purer light is coming fast;
Now in Christ we've found a freedom
Which eternally shall last.

sermonindex Aug 6, 2006

This has a wonderfully scrunchy and exultant tune.

'Tis the Church truimphant singing
Worthy the Lamb;
Heaven throughout with praises ringing -
Worthy the Lamb!
Thrones and powers before Him bending,
Odours sweet, with voice ascending,
Swell the chorus never-ending,
Worthy the Lamb!

Every kindred, tongue and nation,
Worthy the Lamb;
Join to sing the great salvation,
Worthy the Lamb.
Loud as mighty thunders roaring,
Floods of mighty waters pouring,
Prostrate at His feet adoring
Worthy the Lamb!

Harps and songs for ever sounding
Worthy the Lamb;
Mighty grace o'er sin abounding,
Worthy the Lamb.
By His blood He dearly bought us;
Wand'ring from the fold He sought us,
And to glory sagely brought us;
Worthy the Lamb!

Sing with blest anticipation
Worthy the Lamb;
Through the vale of tributlation,
Worthy the Lamb.
Sweetest notes, all notes excelling,
On the theme for ever dwelling,
Still untold, though ever telling -
Worthy the Lamb!

~~[i]~~J. Kent[/i]

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MSeaman Aug 7, 2006

This is a more recent song, but it gives me chills every time I hear it!

The Church Triumphant by Truth
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Chorus
Let the Church,
Be the Church.
Let the people rejoice.
For we've said all the questions, we've made our choice.
Let the Anthems ring out, songs of victory swell.
For the Church Triumphant is alive and well!

Let the Church,
Be the Church.
Let the people rejoice.
For we've said all the questions, we've made our choice.
Let the Anthems ring out, songs of victory swell.
For the Church Triumphant is alive and well!

Oh this, this old ship,
Been through battles before.
Storms and Tempests,
and rocks on the shore.
Thought the hold, it may be battered,
Down inside it's safe and dry.
It will carry it's cargo to the port in the sky

God has always had a people.
Many a foolish conquerer has made the mistake of thinking that because he had forced the church of Jesus Christ out of sight, that he had stilled it's voice and snuffed out it's life.

But God has ALWAYS had a people.

The powerful current of the rushing river is not diminished because it is forced to flow underground.
The purest water is the stream that bursts crystal clear into the sunlight after it's fought it's way through solid rock.

There've been charletans, who like Simon the Magician, sought to barter on the open market that power which cannot be bought or sold.

But God has always had a people.

Men who could not be bought, and women who were beyond purchase.

Yes, God has always had a people.

There've been times of affluence and prosperity when the church's message has been nearly diluted into oblivion; by those who sought to make it socially attractive, neatly organized and financially profitable.
It has been gold plated, draped in purple and encrusted with jewels.
It's been misrepresented, ridiculed, lauded and scorned.
These followers of Jesus Christ have been, according to the will of the times, elevated as sacred leaders and martyred as heretics.
Yet through it all, there marches on that powerful army of the meek,
God's chosen people who cannot be bought, flattered, murdered or stealed. On through the ages... the Church, God's Church Triumphant, is alive, and well!

Let the Church,
Be the Church.
Let the people rejoice.
For we've said all the questions, we've made our choice.
Let the Anthems ring out, songs of victory swell.
For the Church Triumphant is alive and well.

Listen Child of God, it's alive,
Discouraged Pastor, It's His church and It's alive,
Lonely Missionary, sow the seeds of comfort, it's alive,
Old saint, your not alone and forgotten, the Church is alive,
It's alive my broken hearted friend,
Busy Mother? Cast your cares on Jesus,
It's alive young student, you're not alone in serving the Lord,
Lonely father, there's rest in the Lord, and the Church is alive,
Cynical skeptic, you haven't killed God with your noisy unbelief, He's Alive,
So Family of God, raise your hands, and praise the Lord, the Church is alive, and well!