Original lyrics typewritten by Henry Darger – courtesy of Kiyoko Lerner, ADAGP Paris.
We’ll never say goodby Onward in the fight Can a boy forget his mother Blessed assurance Bring them in
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Who will follow Angelinia, Standing for the right,
Holding up her banners, in the thickest fight,
Listening for her orders, ready to obey,
Who will follow Angelinia, Serving her today.
Follow Angelinia,
Who will follow Angelinia ?
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Who will follow Angelinia, In wars horrid sway,
Marching with the masters, Giving them the praise,
Earnest in the battlefields Honoring her laws
Faithful to her councils, watchful for her cause
Follow Angelinia,
Who will follow Angelinia?
Chorus:
Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply?
I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I,
Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply?
I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I
Here am I … Here am I …
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Who will follow Angelinia, On this work of love
Leading others through the fray, lifting clouds above
Courage faithful servant, In the fierce war we see
On our side forever, Will our savior be
Follow Angelinia,
Who will follow Angelinia?
Chorus:
Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply?
I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I,
Who will follow Angelinia? Who will make reply?
I’m on the Lord’s side, master here am I
Here am I … Here am I …
2. HARK HARK MY FRIEND. CANNON THUNDERS ARE SWELLING…
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Hark, hark my friend, cannon thunders are swelling
Over earths green fields and Oceans wave
beat shore
How terrible the truth, those fierce thunders are telling,
Of that battle where the enemy shall be no more….
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Onward we go, for still we hear them thundering,
Soldiers come, for out leaders bid you come,
And through the dark, it echoes loudly ringing,
The results of battles lead us home
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Far, far away, like the judgment at evening pealing
The voice of conflict sounds over land and sea,
And land vessels, by thousands swiftly sinking,
Fierce McWierther turn their dreary waves to thee.
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Rest comes at last, though fight be long and dreary,
The day must dawn and darksome storm be past,
All conflicts end, with welcomes to the weary,
and McWhirther the nations true home,
Will come at last Angels of Jesus, Angels of light, Singing to welcome the fighters of the night.
Angels of Jesus, Angels of Light,
Waiting to welcome the christians of the Fight
Hark, hark my friend, cannon thunders are swelling…
3. ONWARD IN THE FIGHT
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Trying to attack on the hills of our savior
Always following our generals and King,
Shaping our lines vy their brave example,
Happy how happy the results that we bring…
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Pressing more closely to them who is leading,
When we are forced to turn from the fray,
Trusting the armies that are strong to defend us,
Happy how happy our praises each day…
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Marching in the steps of gentle vivian girls,
Footsteps of faithfulness, bravery and love,
Looking to Go for the victory freely
promised
Happy how happy our journey above.
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Trying to march in the steps of the savior,
Onward still onward we’ll follow our guide,
When we shall see him, the King in his Beauty,
Happy how happy our place at this side…
Chorus:
How beautiful to march in the steps of the saviour,
Onward in the fight, Onward in the fight,
How beautiful to march in the steps of the saviour,
Led in paths of Light…
4. BRING THEM IN
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Hark tis the cannons roar I hear,
Out in the lands so dark and drear,
Destroying the foe who’ve gone astray,
Far from the main folds away.
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Who’ll go and Storm their lines behind,
Help us the wandering slaves to
find,
Who’ll bring the lost ones to the fold,
Where they’ll be sheltered from the cold.
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Out in the plains hear their cry,
Out in the mountains wild and High,
Hark this the battle cry for thee,
Go find the children where ever they be.
Chorus:
Bring them in. Bring them in.
Bring them in fron the fields of blood.
Bring them in. Bring them in.
Bring the wandering children to us.
5. CAN A BOY FORGET HIS MOTHER
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Can a boy forget his mothers pa prayers,
When he has wandered, God knows where,
Its down the path of death and shame.
But Mothers prayers are heard the same.
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Can a boy forget his mothers face
Whose
heart was kind and filled with grace,
Her Loving voice, it echoes sweet,
She waits, she longs her boy to meet.
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Can a boy forget his mothers door
From which he wandered years before,
With tears and sighs she said goodbye,
Meet me my boy beyond the sky.
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Can a boy forget that she is dead
Though many years have passed and fled,
There was that prayer, that sweet goodbye,
She waits to welcome thee on high.
Chorus
Come back my boy come back I say
And walk now in thy mothers way.
Come back my boy, come back I say,
And walk now in thy mothers way….