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4. Fight on, my soul, till death

Shall bring thee to thy God;
He 'll take thee, at thy parting breath,

To His divine abode,

HEATH.

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1. SOLDIERS of Christ, arise,

And gird your armor on,
Strong in the strength which God supplies

Through his eternal Son.
2. Strong in the Lord of hosts.

And in His mighty power,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts

Is more than conqueror.
3. Leave no unguarded place,

No weakness of the soul;
Take every virtue, every grace,

And fortify the whole.
4. But above all lay hold

On faith's victorious shield;
Armed with that adamant and gold,

Be sure to win the field.
5. Stand, then, in His great might,

With all His strength endued,
And take, to arm you for the fight,

The panoply of God ;-
6. That, having all things done,

And all your conflicts past,
You may o'ercome through Christ alone,

And stand complete at last.
7. From strength to strength go on;

Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the powers of darkness down,

And win the well-fought day.

8. Still let the Spirit cry,

In all his soldiers, “ Come,”
Till Christ the Lord descends from high,

And takes the conquerors home.

C. WESLEY

613.

S. M.

1. SOLDIERS of Christ ! arise!

The God of armies calls'
Unto His mansions in the skies-

His everlasting halls:
2. The angel host appears

To welcome you to bliss;
Oh! what is carth, its sighs and tears,

Its joys, compared to this!
3. Crush'd is the haughty foe,

His might, his glory gone;
But

ye, with victory crown'd, shall go

To Christ's eternal throne.
4. There shall the conqueror rest,

And in that bright abode
Forever reign amid the blest,

Triumphant with his God.

LYRA CATE

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1. I STAND on Zion's mount,

And view my starry crown;
No

power on earth my hope can shake,

Nor hell can thrust me down.
2. The lofty hills and towers,

That lift their heads on high,
Shall all be leveled low in dust-
Their

very names shall die.
3. The vaulted heavens shall fall,

Built by Jehovah's hands;
But firmer than the heavens, the Rock

Of my salvation stands.

SWAIN.

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1. GRACE! 't is a charming sound,

Harmonious to the ear;
Heaven with the echo shall resound,

And all the earth shall hear.
2. Grace first contrived a way

To save rebellious man;
And all the steps that grace display,

Which drew the wondrous plan.
3. Grace led my roving feet

To tread the heavenly road;
And new supplies each hour I meet,

While pressing on to God.
4. Grace all the work shall crown,

Through everlasting days;
It lays in heaven the topmost stone,

And well deserves the praise.

DODDRIDGE.

616.

S. M.

1. Now let our voices join

To form a sacred song;
Ye pilgrims, in Jehovah's ways,

With music pass along.
2. How straight the path appears,

How open and how fair!
No lurking gins t' entrap our feet;

No fierce destroyer there.
3. But flowers of paradise

In rich profusion spring;
The Sun of glory gilds the path,

And dear companions sing.
4. See Salem's golden spires

In beauteous prospect rise;
And brighter crowns than mortals wear

Which sparkle through the skies.

5. All honor to His name,

Who marks the shining way;
To Him, who leads the wanderer on

To realms of endless day.

DODDRIDGE.

617.

S. M.

1. REJOICE in God alway;

When earth looks heavenly bright,
When joy makes glad the livelong day,

And peace shuts in the night.
2. Rejoice when care and woe

The fainting soul oppress;
When tears at wakeful midnight flow,

And morn brings heaviness,
3. Rejoice in hope and fear;

Rejoice in life and death;
Rejoice when threatening storms are near,

And comfort languisheth.
4. When should not they rejoice,

Whom Christ His brethren calls;
Who hear and know His guiding voice,

When on their hearts it falls?
5. So, though our path is steep,

And many a tempest lowers,
Shall His own peace our spirit keep,

And Christ's dear love be ours.

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1. Jesus' tremendous namo

Puts all our foes to flight;
Jesus, the meek, the gentle Lamb

A Lion is, in fight.
2. By all Hell's host withstood,

We all Hell's host o’erthrow;
And conquering them in Jesus' blood,

We still to conquer go.

3. Our Captain leads us on;

He beckons from the skies,
And reaches out a starry crown,

And bids us take the prize;
4. “Be faithful unto death;

Partake My victory;
And thou shalt wear this glorious wreath,

And thou shalt reign with Me.”

C. WESLEY.

Doxology. S. M.
BlEst Trinity ! vouchsafe

That, to Thy guidance true,
What Thou forbiddest, we may shun;

What Thou commandest, do.

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1. Your harps, ye trembling saints,

Down from the willows take:
Loud to the praise of Love divine

Bid every string awake.
2. Though in a foreign land,

We are not far from home,
And nearer to our house above

We every moment come.
3. His grace will to the end

Stronger and brighter shine,
Nor present things, nor things to come,

Shall quench the spark divine.
4. When we in darkness walk,

Nor feel the heavenly flame,
Then is the time to trust our God,

And rest upon His name.
5. Soon shall our doubts and fears

Subside at His control;
His loving-kindness shall break through

The midnight of the soul.

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