Victory Is Promised Through Grace

Conquering now and still to conquer
Rideth a King in His might
Leading the host of all the faithful
Into the midst of the fight
See them with courage advancing
Clad in their brilliant array
Shouting the Name of their Leader
Hear them exultingly say
Not to the strong is the battle
Not to the swift is the race
Yet to the true and the faithful
Victory is promised thro' grace

I need Thee, O I need Thee
Every hour I need Thee
O bless me now, my Savior
I come to Thee
Conquering now and still to conquer
Jesus, Thou Ruler of all
Thrones and their scepters all shall perish
Crowns and their splendor shall fall
Yet shall the armies Thou leadest
Faithful and true to the last
Find in Thy mansions eternal
Rest, when their warfare is past

Not to the strong is the battle
Not to the swift is the race
Yet to the true and the faithful
Victory is promised thro' grace

Yet to the true and the faithful
Victory is promised thro' grace