Dravots Farewell

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[Verse 1]

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The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain;
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His blood red banner streams afar: Who follows in his train?
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Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain,
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Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in his train.

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That martyr first, whose eagle eye, Could pierce beyond the grave;
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Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on him to save.
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Like him, with pardon on his tongue, In midst of mortal pain,
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He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train?

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A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came;
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Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame.
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They met the tyrant's brandished steel, The lion's gory mane;
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They bowed their heads the death to feel: Who follows in their train?

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A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid
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Around the Savior's throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed.
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They climbed the steep ascent of heaven, Through peril, toil and pain;
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O God, to us may grace be given, To follow in their train.