Rejoice by First Call

Rejoice
by First Call

Rejoice, give thanks, and sing;
Rejoice, O pure in heart,
rejoice, give thanks, and sing;

your glorious banner wave on high,
the cross of Christ your King.

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
Give thanks and sing.

Bright youth and snow crowned age,
Strong men and maidens meek,
Raise high your free, exultant song,
God's wondrous praises speak.

Rejoice,
rejoice, Give thanks and sing.
Rejoice,
rejoice, Give thanks and sing.
Rejoice,
rejoice, Give thanks and sing.

With all the angel choirs,
With all the saints of earth,
Pour out the strains of joy and bliss,
True rapture, noblest mirth.

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
Give thanks and sing.

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
Give thanks and sing.

Yes, on through life's long path,
Still singing as you go;
From youth to age, by night and day,
In gladness and in woe.

Still lift your standard high,
Still march in firm array,
As warriors through the darkness toil,
Till dawns the golden day.

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
Give thanks and sing.

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
Give thanks and sing.

At last the march shall end;
The wearied ones shall rest;
The pilgrims find their father's house,
Jerusalem the blessed.

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
Give thanks and sing.

Then on, ye pure in heart!
Rejoice, give thanks and sing!
Your glorious banner wave on high,
The cross of Christ your King.

Rejoice, rejoice, rejoice,
Give thanks and sing.