Soldiers, who are Christ's below (Anonymous)

Music files

L E G E N D

Disclaimer

How to download

ICON	SOURCE
	Pdf
	MusicXML
	Capella
	File details
	Help

• (Posted 2021-02-27)  CPDL #63194:       

Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-02-27).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 39 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard

• (Posted 2021-02-27)  CPDL #63193:       

Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-02-27).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 97 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern New Standard, melody with words.

• (Posted 2021-02-27)  CPDL #63192:       

Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-02-27).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 38 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: The hymn with four-part harmony and underlaid words in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern Revised

• (Posted 2021-02-27)  CPDL #63191:       

Editor: Andrew Sims (submitted 2021-02-27).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 74 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: The hymn in the version published in Hymns Ancient & Modern Revised, melody with words.

General Information

Title: Soldiers, who are Christ's below
Composer: Anonymous
Tune: Orientis partibus
Lyricist:

Translation by John Haldenby Clark

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Sacred, Hymn   Meter: 77. 77

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella or keyboard

First published:
    2nd published: 1983 in Hymns Ancient and Modern, New Standard, no. 302
Description: Translated from the 18th century Latin hymn Pugnate, Christi milites

External websites:

• https://embassysingers.de/scores/hymns.html

Original text and translations

English text

Soldiers, who are Christ’s below,
strong in faith resist the foe:
boundless is the pledged reward
unto them who serve the Lord.
(Alleluia.)

’Tis no palm of fading leaves
that the conqueror’s hand receives;
joys are his, serene and pure,
light that ever shall endure.
(Alleluia.)

For the souls that overcome
waits the beauteous heavenly home,
where the blessèd evermore
tread on high the starry floor.
(Alleluia.)

Passing soon and little worth
are the things that tempt on earth;
heavenward lift thy soul’s regard:
God himself is thy reward.
(Alleluia.)

Father, who the crown dost give,
Saviour, by whose death we live,
Spirit, who our hearts dost raise,
Three in One, thy name we praise.
(Alleluia.)