358. S. M. Doddridge. "Again, I say--Watch!" 1 Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, And watchful at his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins, as in his sight, For awful is his name. 3 Watch,--'tis your Lord's command; And while we speak, he's near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O, happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see And be with honor crowned. 359. S. M. Bulfinch. The Use of Present Opportunities. 1 Children of light, awake, At Jesus' call arise, Forth with your leader to partake His toils, his victories. 2 Ye must not idly stand, His sacred voice who hear; Arm for the strife the feeble hand, The holy standard rear. 3 Nought doth the world afford, But toil must be the price; Wilt thou not, servant of the Lord, Then toil for paradise? 4 Awake, ye sons of light, Strive till the prize be won; Far spent already is the night; The day comes brightening on. 360. C. M. H. K. White. The Christian's Contest, Rest, and Hope. 1 Through sorrow's night and danger's way Amid the deepening gloom, The soldiers of an injured King Are marching to the tomb. 2 Their service done, securely laid In this their last retreat, Unheeded o'er their silent dust The storms of life shall beat. 3 Yet not thus lifeless in the grave The vital spark shall lie; O'er nature's ruins it shall rise, To reach its kindred sky. 4 Then heaven's soft dew o'er every eye Shall shed its mildest rays; And the long silent dust shall wake In strains of endless praise. 361. C. M. Anonymous. The whole Armor. 1 O, speed thee, Christian, on thy way, And to thy armor cling; With girded loins the call obey That grace 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 His throne; The race must come before the prize, The cross before the crown. 362. L. M. Montgomery. The Christian Warrior. 1 The Christian warrior, see him stand In the whole armor of his God; The spirit's sword is in his hand; His feet are with the gospel shod. 2 In panoply of truth complete, Salvation's helmet on his head, With righteousness, a breastplate meet, And faith's broad shield before him spread.