Though All Men Forsake Him

Tho’ all men forsake Him, yet we must not fear
To stand where He bids us, tho’ danger be near;
‘Tis nothing to us what ten thousands may do;
Tho’ all should prove faithless, yet we must be true.

We must be true, we must be true;
Tho’ all forsake Him, yet we must be true.

Tho’ all prove unworthy, our duty is still
To stand by our banner thro’ good and thro’ ill;
Tho’ storms beat like hail on the lone Christian’s head,
His feet must go bravely where martyrs have led. [Refrain]

O bright is the banner that gleams with the cross,
The sign of our vict’ry, our triumph thro’ loss;
Tho’ Satan would tempt us our Lord to deny,
We’ll shout as we follow that cross in the sky. [Refrain]