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Author: Edith B. Spaulding Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: When we know, with souls grown weary Refrain First Line: Not our own, the victor's glory Lyrics: 1 When we know, with souls grown weary, After battle rest is sweet, And we, trusting, lay our burden At the Master’s nail-pierced feet,— When light floods the pathway hidden, Shall we say, with spirit free, “I have fought as thou hast bidden,— Lord, thine the victory?” Chorus: Not our own, the victor’s glory, Tho’ the battle fierce may be; Not our own, defeat’s sad story,— Our fight—his victory. 2 Not our own the joy triumphant Of the darkness brought to light, Nor the glory of the banner held aloft thro’out the fight; Not our own, for he who shareth All the battle’s brunt with thee, High our vanguard standard beareth, And leads to victory. [Chorus] 3 Yea, tho’ darkness on thy warfare Creeps behind life’s setting sun, And tho’ brave thy fight and faithful, Still the battle is not won. Fear not ‘mid the shades of even,— “Fight!” the word he gave to thee,— Will not he who reigns in heaven Guard his own victory? [Chorus] Used With Tune: [When we know, with souls grown weary]

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[When we know, with souls grown weary]

Appears in 1 hymnal Composer and/or Arranger: Chas. H. Gabriel Used With Text: Our Fight—His Victory

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Our Fight—His Victory

Author: Edith B. Spaulding Hymnal: Sunday School Voices, No.2 #52 (1913) First Line: When we know, with souls grown weary Refrain First Line: Not our own, the victor's glory Lyrics: 1 When we know, with souls grown weary, After battle rest is sweet, And we, trusting, lay our burden At the Master’s nail-pierced feet,— When light floods the pathway hidden, Shall we say, with spirit free, “I have fought as thou hast bidden,— Lord, thine the victory?” Chorus: Not our own, the victor’s glory, Tho’ the battle fierce may be; Not our own, defeat’s sad story,— Our fight—his victory. 2 Not our own the joy triumphant Of the darkness brought to light, Nor the glory of the banner held aloft thro’out the fight; Not our own, for he who shareth All the battle’s brunt with thee, High our vanguard standard beareth, And leads to victory. [Chorus] 3 Yea, tho’ darkness on thy warfare Creeps behind life’s setting sun, And tho’ brave thy fight and faithful, Still the battle is not won. Fear not ‘mid the shades of even,— “Fight!” the word he gave to thee,— Will not he who reigns in heaven Guard his own victory? [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: [When we know, with souls grown weary]

Our fight his victory

Author: Edith B. Spaulding Hymnal: Nineteen Sunday School Songs #d18 (1913) First Line: When we know with souls grown Refrain First Line: Not our own the victor's glory

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Chas. H. Gabriel

1856 - 1932 Composer of "[When we know, with souls grown weary]" in Sunday School Voices, No.2 Pseudonyms: C. D. Emerson, Charlotte G. Homer, S. B. Jackson, A. W. Lawrence, Jennie Ree ============= For the first seventeen years of his life Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (b. Wilton, IA, 1856; d. Los Angeles, CA, 1932) lived on an Iowa farm, where friends and neighbors often gathered to sing. Gabriel accompanied them on the family reed organ he had taught himself to play. At the age of sixteen he began teaching singing in schools (following in his father's footsteps) and soon was acclaimed as a fine teacher and composer. He moved to California in 1887 and served as Sunday school music director at the Grace Methodist Church in San Francisco. After moving to Chicago in 1892, Gabriel edited numerous collections of anthems, cantatas, and a large number of songbooks for the Homer Rodeheaver, Hope, and E. O. Excell publishing companies. He composed hundreds of tunes and texts, at times using pseudonyms such as Charlotte G. Homer. The total number of his compositions is estimated at about seven thousand. Gabriel's gospel songs became widely circulated through the Billy Sunday-Homer Rodeheaver urban crusades. Bert Polman