The Son Of God Goes Forth To War Chords & Lyrics - Misc Praise Songs
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[INTRO]
[Em] [Em] [C] [D] [Em] [C] [D] [Em]
[VERSE 1]
The S[Em]on of G[Em]od goes [C]forth to [D]war, a Ki[Em]ng-ly[C] Cro[D]wn to ga[Em]in;
his b[Em]lood red ba[Em]n-ner st[C]reams a f[D]ar! Who f[Em]ol-lo[C]ws i[D]n his t[Em]rain?
[C]Who [G]best can d[Em]rink His c[D]up of w[C]oe, Tri-[D]um-ph[Em]ant o[D] -ver pa[C]in
Who p[Am]a-tient b[D]ears his c[G]ross be-l[D]ow, He f[Em]ol-lows i[D]n His [Em]train
[VERSE 2]
The M[Em]ar-tyr f[Em]irst, whose e[C]a-gle e[D]ye, Could pi[Em]erce [C]be-y[D]ond the [Em]grave
Who [Em]saw his [Em]Mas-ter [C]in the [D]sky, and c[Em]alled o[C]n h[D]im to s[Em]ave.
L[C]ike [G]Him, with [Em]Pa-rdon [D]on His t[C]ongue, In [D]midst [Em]of m[D]or-tal[C] pain
He pr[Am]ayed for t[D]hem that [G]did the wron[D]g! Who f[Em]ol-lows [D]in His t[Em]rain?
[VERSE 3]
A G[Em]lo-rious b[Em]and, the ch[C]o-sen f[D]ew On w[Em]hom [C]the [D]Spir-it [Em]came,
Twelve v[Em]al-iant s[Em]aints their h[C]ope they k[D]new, and m[Em]ocked t[C]he cr[D]oss and f[Em]lame.
[C]They [G]met the t[Em]y-rants [D]bran-dished s[C]teel, The [D]li-ons[Em] gor[D] -y m[C]ane
They b[Am]owed their [D]necks the d[G]eath to fe[D]el: Who fo[Em]l-lows i[D]n their [Em]train?
[VERSE 4]
A [Em]No-ble [Em]ar-my, [C]men and b[D]oys, The [Em]ma-t[C]ron a[D]nd the [Em]maid,
A-ro[Em]und the S[Em]av-iors t[C]hrone re-jo[D]ice In r[Em]obes o[C]f l[D]ight ar-r[Em]ayed.
T[C]hey c[G]limbed the s[Em]teep as-c[D]ent of he[C]av'n, Through [D]per-[Em]il, to[D]il and [C]pain
O G[Am]od, to u[D]s may g[G]race be gi[D]v'n To f[Em]ol-low i[D]n their [Em]train.
[Em] [Em] [C] [D] [Em] [C] [D] [Em]
[VERSE 1]
The S[Em]on of G[Em]od goes [C]forth to [D]war, a Ki[Em]ng-ly[C] Cro[D]wn to ga[Em]in;
his b[Em]lood red ba[Em]n-ner st[C]reams a f[D]ar! Who f[Em]ol-lo[C]ws i[D]n his t[Em]rain?
[C]Who [G]best can d[Em]rink His c[D]up of w[C]oe, Tri-[D]um-ph[Em]ant o[D] -ver pa[C]in
Who p[Am]a-tient b[D]ears his c[G]ross be-l[D]ow, He f[Em]ol-lows i[D]n His [Em]train
[VERSE 2]
The M[Em]ar-tyr f[Em]irst, whose e[C]a-gle e[D]ye, Could pi[Em]erce [C]be-y[D]ond the [Em]grave
Who [Em]saw his [Em]Mas-ter [C]in the [D]sky, and c[Em]alled o[C]n h[D]im to s[Em]ave.
L[C]ike [G]Him, with [Em]Pa-rdon [D]on His t[C]ongue, In [D]midst [Em]of m[D]or-tal[C] pain
He pr[Am]ayed for t[D]hem that [G]did the wron[D]g! Who f[Em]ol-lows [D]in His t[Em]rain?
[VERSE 3]
A G[Em]lo-rious b[Em]and, the ch[C]o-sen f[D]ew On w[Em]hom [C]the [D]Spir-it [Em]came,
Twelve v[Em]al-iant s[Em]aints their h[C]ope they k[D]new, and m[Em]ocked t[C]he cr[D]oss and f[Em]lame.
[C]They [G]met the t[Em]y-rants [D]bran-dished s[C]teel, The [D]li-ons[Em] gor[D] -y m[C]ane
They b[Am]owed their [D]necks the d[G]eath to fe[D]el: Who fo[Em]l-lows i[D]n their [Em]train?
[VERSE 4]
A [Em]No-ble [Em]ar-my, [C]men and b[D]oys, The [Em]ma-t[C]ron a[D]nd the [Em]maid,
A-ro[Em]und the S[Em]av-iors t[C]hrone re-jo[D]ice In r[Em]obes o[C]f l[D]ight ar-r[Em]ayed.
T[C]hey c[G]limbed the s[Em]teep as-c[D]ent of he[C]av'n, Through [D]per-[Em]il, to[D]il and [C]pain
O G[Am]od, to u[D]s may g[G]race be gi[D]v'n To f[Em]ol-low i[D]n their [Em]train.
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