Captain, We Look to Thee

Captain

we look to Thee

Thy pro­mised suc­cors claim

Humbly as­sured of vic­to­ry

Through Thine al­migh­ty name;

With fu­ri­ous beasts to fight

Forth in Thy strength we go

With all the earth-born sons of night

With all the fiends be­low.

Hold of Thine arm we take

And fear­less­ly march on

The world

the realm of Sa­tan

shake

And turn it up­side down;

’Gainst all the pow­ers of hell

Undaunted we pro­ceed

Resistless and in­vin­ci­ble

Through our tri­umph­ant Head.

A suf­fer­ing fight we wage

With man’s op­press­ive pow­er

Endure the per­se­cut­or’s rage

Till all the storm is o’er;

Armed with the pa­tient mind

Which in our Sav­ior was

We bear the hate of all man­kind

And glo­ry in the cross.

To gain that heav­en­ly prize

We glad­ly suf­fer here

And lang­uish in yon op­en­ing skies

To see His sign ap­pear;

His sign we soon shall see

The Lord shall quick­ly come

And give the fi­nal vic­to­ry

And take the con­quer­ors home.