THE ROYAL BANNERS FORWARD GO

[1]
The royal banners forward go,
the cross shines forth in mystic glow
where he in flesh, our flesh who made,
our sentence bore, our ransom paid.

[2]
There whilst he hung, his sacred side
by soldier's spear was opened wide,
to cleanse us in the precious flood
of water mingled with his blood.

[3]
Fulfilled is now what David told
in true prophetic song of old,
how God the nations' king should be;
for God is reigning from the tree.

[4]
O tree of glory, tree most fair,
ordained those holy limbs to bear,
how bright in royal robe it stood -
the purple of a Saviour's blood!

[5]
Upon its arms, like balance true,
he weighed the price for sinners due,
the price which none but he could pay,
and spoiled the spoiler of his prey.

[6]
To thee, eternal Three in One,
let homage due by all be done:
as by the cross thou dost restore,
so rule and guide us evermore.