Faith

MY FAITH HAS FOUND A RESTING PLACE
(Edmunds/Norwegian Folk Melody, arr. Kirkpatrick)

My faith has found a resting place,
Not in device nor creed;
I trust the ever-living one,
His wounds for me shall plead.

I need no other argument,
I need no other plea,
It is enough that Jesus died
And that He died for me.

Enough for me that Jesus saves,
This ends my fear and doubt;
A sinful soul I come to Him,
He'll never cast me out.

I need no other argument,
I need no other plea,
It is enough that Jesus died
And that He died for me.

My heart is leaning on the Word,
The living Word of God,
Salvation by my Savior's name,
Salvation thro' His blood.

I need no other argument,
I need no other plea,
It is enough that Jesus died
And that He died for me.

FAITH IS THE VICTORY
(Yates/Sankey)

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.

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 path the saints above
With shouts of triumph trod.
By faith they, like a whirlwind's breath,
Swept on o'er ev'ry field;
The faith by which they conquered death
Is still our shining shield.

Faith is the victory,
Faith is the victory,
Oh, glorious victory
That overcomes the world.

To him who 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.

Faith is the victory,
Faith is the victory,
Oh, glorious victory
That overcomes the world.