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Ever onward, O my people
Let the Kingdom tidings go.
Tremble not before our foe.
Let all lovers of truth know
That my reigning Son, Christ Jesus
To the earth has cast the foe
Soon to bind the Devil, Satan
Letting all his victims go.
Fear them not, O my beloved
Though their boasting threats may fly.
I will keep my faithful servant
As the apple of my eye.
Even though your foes are many
Though they threaten and revile
Though they flatter and they smile
To mislead and to beguile.
Fear them not, my faithful warriors
Nor their persecution's heat
For I will preserve the faithful
Till the vict'ry is complete.
Fear them not, O my beloved
Though their boasting threats may fly.
I will keep my faithful servant
As the apple of my eye.
Never fear you are forgotten
I am still your strength and shield.
Though you die upon the field
Even death to me will yield.
Fear them not who kill the body
But cannot destroy the soul.
To the end may you be faithful
I will bring you to your goal!
Fear them not, O my beloved
Though their boasting threats may fly.
I will keep my faithful servant
As the apple of my eye.