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With the high praises of God in my mouth!

Posted by appolus on March 3, 2011

Is it just me or do we not sing songs of victory any more? There is so much joy in declaring the victory of Jesus. I think it will be hard for you to read the hymns below and not touch some of the glory of God. There was a time when the people of Israel were in a bad place and their enemies taunted them……

There we sat down by the rivers of Babylon; also, we wept when we remembered Zion. We hung our lyres on the willows in its midst. For there our captors demanded a song from us; and our plunderers demanded gladness, saying, Sing us oneof the songs of Zion. (psa 137:1-3)  Oh the power that we now have through our Lord Jesus Christ, to turn right around to the enemy and begin to sing the glories of the living God in the very midst of our circumstances. We will not hang our harps upon the willow trees, meaning that we lay down the means by which we praise God. With the high praises of God in our mouths we shall march onward unto cannan land, whether that march leads us down the narrow path or the darkest valley, we shall fear no evil!

Gird up your Armour

The Lord has given a land of good things
I will press in and make them mine
I’ll know His power, I’ll know His glory
And in His kingdom I will shine

With the high praises of God in our mouth
And a two-edged sword in our hand
We’ll march right on to the victory side
Right into Canaan’s land

Gird up your armour, ye sons of Zion
Gird up your armour, let’s go to war
We’ll win the battle with great rejoicing
And so we’ll praise Him more and more

We’ll bind their kings in chains and fetters
We’ll bind their nobles tight in iron
To execute God’s written judgement
March on to glory, sons of Zion!

Stand up, Stand up for Jesus

1. Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
ye soldiers of the cross;
lift high his royal banner,
it must not suffer loss.
From victory unto victory
his army shall he lead,
till every foe is vanquished,
and Christ is Lord indeed.

2. Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
the trumpet call obey;
forth to the mighty conflict,
in this his glorious day.
Ye that are brave now serve him
against unnumbered foes;
let courage rise with danger,
and strength to strength oppose.

3. Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
stand in his strength alone;
the arm of flesh will fail you,
ye dare not trust your own.
Put on the gospel armor,
each piece put on with prayer;
where duty calls or danger,
be never wanting there.

4. Stand up, stand up for Jesus,
the strife will not be long;
this day the noise of battle,
the next the victor’s song.
To those who vanquish evil
a crown of life shall be;
they with the King of Glory
shall reign eternally.

Onward Christian Soldiers !

1. Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
with the cross of Jesus going on before.
Christ, the royal Master, leads against the foe;
forward into battle see his banners go!
Refrain:
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war,
with the cross of Jesus going on before.

2. At the sign of triumph Satan’s host doth flee;
on then, Christian soldiers, on to victory!
Hell’s foundations quiver at the shout of praise;
brothers, lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.
(Refrain)

3. Like a mighty army moves the church of God;
brothers, we are treading where the saints have trod.
We are not divided, all one body we,
one in hope and doctrine, one in charity.
(Refrain)

4. Crowns and thrones may perish, kingdoms rise and wane,
but the church of Jesus constant will remain.
Gates of hell can never gainst that church prevail;
we have Christ’s own promise, and that cannot fail.
(Refrain)

5. Onward then, ye people, join our happy throng,
blend with ours your voices in the triumph song.
Glory, laud, and honor unto Christ the King,
this through countless ages men and angels sing.
(Refrain)

Battle Hymn of the Republic

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:His truth is marching on.

I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:His day is marching on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!Our God is marching on.

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,
While God is marching on.

He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave,Our God is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on.

And so brothers and sisters, whatever battle you face today, whatever trial has beset you, whatever valley you are passing through, remember that your God is with you and goes before you and you follow with the “high praises of God in our mouth And a two-edged sword in our hand”
Soldiers of the Cross arise!!!!

6 Responses to “With the high praises of God in my mouth!”

  1. Robert Taylor said

    Brother Frank….There is no doubt in my mind that the modern day cantemporary music, that has for the most part replaced the glorious old hymns like you have posted here, are a great part of the end times apostasty that the bible speaks of. Those old hymns are sermons within themselves. Here is one that i would like to post, if i may.

    When peace like a river, attendeth my way
    when sorrows like sea billows roll.
    Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say
    it is well, it is well with my soul.
    It is well
    with my soul
    it is well, it is well, with my soul.
    Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
    let this blest assurance control,
    that Christ hath regarded my helpless estate estate,
    and hath shed his own blood for my soul.
    Refrain
    My sin oh the bliss of this glorious thought,
    my sin, not in part but the whole,
    is nailed to his cross, and i bear it no more,
    praise the Lord, praise the Lord, o my soul.
    Refrain

    My wife and i have buried 3 of our precious children on the mission field. But the work will go on until the very end, simply because these old songs are embedded in our souls and we were able to draw strength in our time of need. The church needs once again to walk on the “Old Path” spoken of in Jeremiah 6:16. The church needs this despertaly.

    • appolus said

      Dear brother Robert. I love you with the love of Christ and our hearts are knitted together because the same Spirit flows through us. I am sure you are aware that ………….

      This hymn was written after several traumatic events in Spafford’s life. The first was the death of his only son in 1871 at the age of four, shortly followed by the great Chicago Fire which ruined him financially (he had been a successful lawyer). Then in 1873, he had planned to travel to Europe with his family on the SS Ville du Havre, but sent the family ahead while he was delayed on business concerning zoning problems following the Great Chicago Fire. While crossing the Atlantic, the ship sank rapidly after a collision with a sailing ship, the Loch Earn, and all four of Spafford’s daughters died. His wife Anna survived and sent him the now famous telegram, “Saved alone.” Shortly afterwards, as Spafford traveled to meet his grieving wife, he was inspired to write these words as his ship passed near where his daughters had died.

      Bliss called his tune Ville du Havre, from the name of the stricken vessel.[1]

      The Spaffords later had three more children, one of whom (a son) died in infancy. In 1881 the Spaffords, including baby Bertha and newborn Grace, set sail for Israel. The Spaffords moved to Jerusalem and helped found a group called the American Colony; its mission was to serve the poor. The colony later became the subject of the Nobel prize winning Jerusalem, by Swedish novelist Selma Lagerlöf……………

      Out of great adversity and the press of life flows the oil of the Holy Spirit. Take care brother and be blessed this day in the precious name of almighty Jesus.

      ps I was having that very same thought about the end time falling away and the reasons that we no longer sing about the glories of victory.

  2. Hi Appolus

    Psalm 148:13-14 reads, “Let them praise the name of the Lord: for His name alone is excellent; His glory is above the earth and heaven. He also exalteth the horn of His people, the praise of all has saints; even the children of Israel, a people near unto Him. Praise ye the Lord.”

    and if you consider Psalm 22:3 “But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.”

    When “the church” fails to declare the victory of the Lord and shout His praise (with a heart full of genuine rejoicing in the joy of the Holy Spirit) then is it any wonder we see the hand of the enemy grasping so many in the world today?

    As the hymn you quoted states:
    “Hell’s foundations quiver at the shout of praise;
    brothers, lift your voices, loud your anthems raise.”

    May the remnant of the Lord raise our voices loud as this trumpet rings out!

    Thank you for sharing this post…He has the victory and my heart rejoices with you!

    • appolus said

      Thanks for dropping by Claire. “He has the victory and my heart rejoices with you!” Amen sister, amen……… brother Frank

  3. Robert Taylor said

    Brother Frank….I want to add a further comment to your excellent article. I have often thought of what i would ask for when we get to Heaven if Jesus were to say to me, “Robert, I watched you as you went about doing my work while you were on earth, and you really blessed my heart. Now i want to do something for you. Ask anything you want and i will grant it to you”. I have thought about what i would ask, and you know what i would ask for brother Frank. I would say, “Lord, i want to hear John Newton sing Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.” I can imagine that Jesus would say, “You know Robert, i would like to hear him sing it again also”. I can imagine him sending an angel to get brother John Newton, and i will sit down beside Jesus, and we will listen to the man that wrote the song, sing it for us. That is what i would ask for brother Frank.

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