The words were written by Roman Catholic priest, J.W. Reeks (1849-1900).
soldier of the eternal king,
victor in the fight for heaven,
we thy loving praises sing.
Chorus:
Great Saint George, our patron, help us,
In the conflict be thou nigh;
Help us in that daily battle,
Where each one must win or die.
Praise him who in deadly battle
Never shrank from foe or sword,
Proof against all earthly weapon,
Gave his life for Christ the Lord.
Who, when earthly war was over,
Fought, but not for earth’s renown;
Fought, and won a nobler glory,
Won the martyr’s purple crown.
Help us when temptation presses,
We have still our crown to win,
Help us when our soul is weary
Fighting with the powers of sin.
Clothe us in thy shining armour,
Place thy good sword in our hand;
Teach us how to wield it, fighting
Onward towards the heavenly land.
Onward, till, our striving over,
On life’s battlefield we fall,
Resting then, but ever ready,
Waiting for the angel’s call.
Tunes it is set to include:
- SWAVESEY by John Crookall (1821-87)
- BLAENWERN by William Penfro Rowlands (1860–1937)
- REDHEAD NO46, by Richard Redhead, (1820-1901).
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Cathedral choir with organ, tune SWAVESEY
Singer with unnamed tune, electronic keyboard
Instrumental - electronic organ, words on-screen, tune BLAENWERN
Instrumental - piano. Tune SWAVESEY
Instrumental - organ
Lyrics
Leader now on earth no longer,soldier of the eternal king,
victor in the fight for heaven,
we thy loving praises sing.
Chorus:
Great Saint George, our patron, help us,
In the conflict be thou nigh;
Help us in that daily battle,
Where each one must win or die.
Praise him who in deadly battle
Never shrank from foe or sword,
Proof against all earthly weapon,
Gave his life for Christ the Lord.
Who, when earthly war was over,
Fought, but not for earth’s renown;
Fought, and won a nobler glory,
Won the martyr’s purple crown.
Help us when temptation presses,
We have still our crown to win,
Help us when our soul is weary
Fighting with the powers of sin.
Clothe us in thy shining armour,
Place thy good sword in our hand;
Teach us how to wield it, fighting
Onward towards the heavenly land.
Onward, till, our striving over,
On life’s battlefield we fall,
Resting then, but ever ready,
Waiting for the angel’s call.
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