Who Is on the Lord's Side (Savior we are Thine)

This is a triumphal hymn about the challenge of mission and following Jesus.

The words were written by English poet and hymn-writer Frances Ridley Havergal (1836-1879). It was first published in 1877.

With meter 6.5.6.5.6.5 D, tunes it is set to include:

ARMAGEDDON composed by Luise Reichardt (1853) and later arranged by John Goss (1871) - the most-commonly published tune
RACHIE by Caradog Roberts 1878-1935).

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Choral arrangement (SATB) choir and organ by H. Elliot Button

Examples

Choir, with organ:

Congregation with piano:

Twelve-voice acapella:

Instrumental - piano. Tune ARMAGEDDON

Instrumental - brass band. Tune RACIE:

Lyrics

Who is on the Lord’s side? Who will serve the King?
Who will be His helpers, other lives to bring?
Who will leave the world’s side? Who will face the foe?
Who is on the Lord’s side? Who for Him will go?
By Thy call of mercy, by Thy grace divine,
We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!

2. Not for weight of glory, nor for crown and palm,
Enter we the army, raise the warrior psalm;
But for love that claimeth lives for whom He died:
He whom Jesus saveth marches on His side.
By Thy love constraining, by Thy grace divine,
We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!

3. Jesus, Thou hast bought us, not with gold or gem,
But with Thine own lifeblood, for Thy diadem;
With Thy blessing filling each who comes to Thee,
Thou hast made us willing, Thou hast made us free.
By Thy grand redemption, by Thy grace divine,
We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!

4. Fierce may be the conflict, strong may be the foe,
But the King’s own army none can overthrow;
’Round His standard ranging, vict’ry is secure,
For His truth unchanging makes the triumph sure.
Joyfully enlisting, by Thy grace divine,
We are on the Lord’s side—Savior, we are Thine!

5. Chosen to be soldiers, in an alien land,
Chosen, called, and faithful, for our Captain’s band;
In the service royal, let us not grow cold,
Let us be right loyal, noble, true and bold.
Master, wilt Thou keep us, by Thy grace divine,
Always on the Lord’s side—Savior, always Thine!