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Faith Is the Victory (Weekly Hymn Project)

Today's hymn is "Faith Is the Victory". While recording this first song for this week, I had a dear friend on my mind, who passed away the day before (July 27) I was recording. She battled with cancer for a few years and I so appreciated a few more recent videos she shared during the difficult times and how she pointed to her Heavenly Father. I loved this line from this hymn and it's what I kind of imagine for her now that she's been transported from this world to the next. "To him that overcomes the foe, white raiment shall be giv’n; before the angels he shall know his name confessed in heav’n." What an amazing thing to imagine. Someday! I pray you have the hope that is found in Jesus name. We don't serve a dead guru, just a nice guy who did a few amazing things and then died; He claimed to be the Way, the Truth, and the Life and rose from the dead! There is no other way given among men that can save us. There is plenty of evidence for Jesus Christ (checkout Norman Geisler and Frank Turek's book "I Don't Have Enough Faith to be an Athiest" for an excellent account on this); but you will also never see God in this life nor get Him to bend to what you want. You ultimately will be saved through what you can't see - faith. Faith in Him. And that is the victory. Lyrics: Encamped along the hills of light, Ye Christian soldiers, rise, And press the battle ere the night Shall veil the glowing skies. Against the foe in vales below Let all our strength be hurled; Faith is the victory, we know, That overcomes the world. [Refrain] Faith is the victory! Faith is the victory! Oh, glorious victory, That overcomes the world. His banner over us is love, Our sword the Word of God; We tread the road the saints above With shouts of triumph trod. By faith, they like a whirlwind’s breath, Swept on o’er every field; The faith by which they conquered death Is still our shining shield. On every hand the foe we find Drawn up in dread array; Let tents of ease be left behind, And onward to the fray. Salvation’s helmet on each head, With truth all girt about, The earth shall tremble ’neath our tread, And echo with our shout. To him that overcomes the foe, White raiment shall be giv’n; Before the angels he shall know His name confessed in heav’n. Then onward from the hills of light, Our hearts with love aflame, We’ll vanquish all the hosts of night, In Jesus’ conqu’ring name. Words by: John H. Yates Music by: Ira D. Sankey