2 Corinthians 10 
[2Co 10:3] Sing, My Tongue, The Glorious Battle
Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle,
Sing the ending of the fray;
Now above the cross, the trophy,
Sound the loud triumphant lay:
Tell how Christ the world’s Redeemer,
As a victim won the day.He, our Maker, deeply grieving
That the first made Adam fell,
When he ate the fruit forbidden
Whose reward was death and hell,
Marked e’en then this Tree the ruin
Of the first tree to dispel.Tell how, when at length the fullness,
Of th’appointed time was come,
Christ, the Word, was born of woman,
Left for us His heavenly home;
Showed us human life made perfect,
Shone as light amid the gloom.Lo! He lies an Infant weeping,
Where the narrow manger stands,
While the Mother-Maid His members
Wraps in mean and lowly bands,
And the swaddling clothes is winding
Round His helpless feet and hands.Thus, with thirty years accomplished,
Went He forth from Nazareth,
Destined, dedicated, willing,
Wrought His work, and met His death.
Like a lamb He humbly yielded
On the cross His dying breath.There the nails and spears He suffers,
Vinegar, and gall, and reed;
From His sacred body piercèd
Blood and water both proceed;
Precious flood, which all creation
From the stain of sin hath freed.Faithful cross, thou sign of triumph,
Now for us the noblest tree,
None in foliage, none in blossom,
None in fruit thy peer may be;
Symbol of the world’s redemption,
For the weight that hung on thee!Bend thy boughs, O tree of glory!
Thy relaxing sinews bend;
For awhile the ancient rigor
That thy birth bestowed, suspend;
And the King of heavenly beauty
On thy bosom gently tend!Thou alone wast counted worthy
This world’s ransom to sustain,
That a shipwrecked race forever
Might a port of refuge gain,
With the sacred blood anointed
Of the Lamb of sinners slain.To the Trinity be glory
Everlasting, as is meet:
Equal to the Father, equal
To the Son, and Paraclete:
God the Three in One, whose praises
All created things repeat.Play source: Cyberhymnal - [2Co 10:16] Move Forward
Let the whole wide world be taken,
In the name of Christ our King;
Let the powers of sin be shaken,
And our shouts of victory ring;
Jesus calls, why should we tarry?
Let our loyal hearts respond,
And the fight of faith we’ll carry
To the regions still beyond.Refrain
Move forward into battle!
Let this our watchword be;
With Christ, our mighty Captain,
We’ll gain the victory;
He leads us to the battle,
The King Whom we adore;
We’ll fight till He shall conquer all,
And reign from shore to shore.Onward with the Gospel story,
Let the Word of Life prevail
Over evils grim and hoary;
Never shall our Leader fail;
He it is Who goes before us,
’Tis His banner floats on high;
Lift again the joyful chorus,
Hail the triumph drawing nigh.Refrain
Take the armor of salvation,
Battling on the fields afar;
Giant ills, in every nation,
Fall before the Morning Star;
“Go ye,” hear the Master saying,
With His ever conquering sword;
Help us, Lord, Thy Word obeying,
Faith shall gain a rich reward.Refrain
Play source: Cyberhymnal - [2Co 10:16] The Regions Beyond
To the regions beyond I must go, I must go
Where the story has never been told;
To the millions that never have heard of His love,
I must tell the sweet story of old.Refrain
To the regions beyond I must go, I must go,
Till the world, all the world,
His salvation shall know.To the hardest of places He calls me to go,
Never thinking of comfort or ease;
The world may pronounce me a dreamer, a fool,
Enough if the Master I please.Refrain
Oh, you that are spending your leisure and powers
In those pleasures so foolish and fond;
Awake from your selfishness, folly and sin,
And go to the regions beyond.Refrain
There are other “lost sheep” that the Master must bring,
And to them must the message be told;
He sends me to gather them out of all lands,
And welcome them back to His fold.Refrain
source: Cyberhymnal
