3 Cause me, O God of truth and grace,

My real state to know!

If I am wrong, O set me right!
If right, preserve me so!

CHRISTIAN WARFARE.

HYMN 206. S. M. [171]

SOLDIERS of Christ arise,
And put your armor on,

Strong in the strength which God supplies
Through his Eternal Son:

Strong in the Lord of Hosts,

And in his mighty power,

Who in the strength of Jesus trusts,
Is more than conqueror.

2 Stand then in his great might,
With all his strength endu'd;
But take to arm you for the fight,
The panoply of God:

That having all things done,

And all your conflicts past,

Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone,
And stand entire at last.

3 Leave no unguarded place,

No weakness of the soul:

Take every virtue, every grace,

And fortify the whole:

Indissolubly join'd,

To battle all proceed;

But arm yourselves with all the mind

That was in Christ, your Head.

HYMN 207. S. M. [172]

POUR out your souls to God,

And bow them with your knees

And spread your hearts and hands abroad,
And pray for Zion's peace;
Your guides and brethren bear,

For ever on your mind;

Extend the arms of mighty prayer,
In grasping all mankind.

2 From strength to strength go on,
Wrestle, and fight, and pray :
Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day;
Still let the Spirit cry

In all his soldiers, "Come,"

Till Christ the Lord descend from high,
And take the conquerors home.

HYMN 208. C. M. [172]

WHEN I can read my title clear
To mansions in the skies,
I'll bid farewell to every fear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.

2 Should earth against my soul engage,
And fiery darts be hurled,
Then I can smile at Satan's rage,
And face a frowning world.

3 Let cares like a wild deluge come,
Let storms of sorrow fall;

So I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heaven, my all.

4 There shall I bathe my weary soul
In seas of heavenly rest,

And not a wave of trouble roll

Across my peaceful breast.

HYMN 209. S. M. [173]

HARK, how the watchmen cry!
Attend the trumpet's sound;
Stand to your arms, the foe is nigh;
The powers of hell surround:
Who bow to Christ's command,
Your arms and hearts prepare ;
The day of battle is at hand!
Go forth to glorious war. ́ ́
2 See, on the mountain top,
The standard of your God!
In Jesus' name I lift it up,

All stain'd with hallow'd blood.
His standard bearer, I

To all the nations call:
Let all to Jesus' cross draw nigh;
He bore the cross for all.

3 Only have faith in God:
In faith your foes assail :
Not wrestling against flesh and blood,
But all the powers of hell:
From thrones of glory driven,

By flaming vengeance hurl'd,

They throng the air, and darken heaven, And rule this lower world.

HYMN 210. C. M. [174]

AM I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?

2 Must I be carried to the skies,
On flowery beds of ease:

Whilst others fought to win the prize,
And sail'd through bloody seas?

3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?

Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

4 Sure, I must fight, if I would reign,
Increase my courage, Lord;
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

5 Thy saints in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they die;
They see the triumph from afar,
By faith they bring it nigh.

6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine,

In robes of victory through the skies, The glory shall be thine.

HYMN 211. S. M.

EQUIP me for the war,

And teach my hands to fight; My simple, upright heart prepare, And guide my words aright; Control my every thought;

My whole of sin remove; Let all my works in thee be wrought, Let all be wrought in love.

2 0 arm me with the mind,

Meek Lamb! which was in thee; And let my knowing zeal be joined With perfect charity!

With calm and tempered zeal

Let me enforce thy call;
And vindicate thy gracious will,
Which offers life to all!

3 O may I love like thee!
In all thy footsteps tread!

Thou hatest all iniquity,
But nothing thou hast made.
O may I learn the art,

With meekness to reprove;
To hate the sin with all my heart,
But still the sinner love!

CHRISTIAN ZEAL.

HYMN 212. S. M. [175]

JESUS, I fain would find
Thy zeal for God in me:
Thy yearning pity for mankind,
Thy burning charity.

2 In me thy spirit dwell!

In me thy bowels move!

So shall the fervor of my zeal
Be the pure flame of Love,

HYMN 213. L. M.

O THOU who all things canst control,
Chase this dread slumber from my soul,
With joy and fear, with love and awe,
Give me to keep thy perfect law.
20 may one beam of thy blest light,
Pierce through, dispel the shade of night;
Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire,
With holy, conquering zeal inspire.

3 For zeal I sigh, for zeal I pant,
Yet heavy is my soul and faint;
With steps unwav'ring, undismay'd,
Give me in all thy paths to tread..