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Prepared the trumpet's call to greet,
Soldier of Jesus! Stand:
Pilgrim of Christ! With ready feet
Await thy Lord's command.
Seek, Soldier, Pilgrim, seek thine home,
Revealed in sacred lore;
The land whence Pilgrims never roam,
Where Soldiers war no more:
Where Grief shall never wound, nor Death
Resume his aweful reign;
Nor Sin with pestilential breath,
The holy realm profane:
What founts of life their treasures yield
In streams that never cease;
Where everlasting mountains shield
Vales of eternal peace:
Where those who meet shall never part:
Where grace achieves its plan;
And God, uniting every heart,
Dwells face to face with man.