3 By the thorn-road, and none other,
Is the mount of vision won;
Tread it without shrinking, brother!
Jesus trod it,--press thou on!
4 By thy trustful, calm endeavor,
Guiding, cheering, like the sun,
Earth-bound hearts thou shall deliver;
O, for their sake, press thou on!
5 Be this world the wiser, stronger,
For thy life of pain and peace;
While it needs thee, O, no longer
Pray thou for thy quick release;
6 Pray thou, Christian, daily, rather,
That thou be a faithful son;
By the prayer of Jesus,--"Father,
Not my will, but Thine, be done!"
314. 7s. M. Gaskell.
Sleep Not As Do Others.
1 Sleep not, soldier of the cross!
Foes are lurking all around;
Look not here to find repose,
This is but thy battle-ground.
2 Up! and take thy shield and sword;
Up! it is the call of Heaven;
Shrink not faithless from thy Lord,
Nobly strive as he hath striven.
3 Break through all the force of ill;
Tread the might of passion down;
Struggle onward, upward still,
To the conquering Saviour's crown!
315. C. M. Doddridge.
Forgetting the Things Behind.
1 Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.
2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.
3 'Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis His own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye;--
4 That prize with peerless glories bright,
Which shall new lustre boast,
When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems
Shall blend in common dust.
316. C. M. Anonymous.
The Whole Armor of the Lord.
1 O, speed thee, Christian, on thy way!
And to thine armor cling;
With girded loins the call obey
That love and mercy bring!
2 There is a battle to be fought,
An upward race to run,
A crown of glory to be sought,
A victory to be won.
3 O, faint not, Christian! for thy sighs
Are heard before God's throne;
The race must come before the prize,
The cross before the crown.
317. P. M. Staughton.
Onward and Upward.
1 Breast the wave, Christian! when it is strongest;
Watch for day, Christian! when the night's longest;
Onward and onward still be thine endeavor;
The rest that remaineth will be forever.
2 Fight the fight, Christian! Jesus is o'er thee;
Run the race, Christian! heaven is before thee;
He who hath promised faltereth never;
The love of eternity flows on forever.
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