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3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And O thy servant, Lord, prepare,
A strict account to give.

4 Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely,

Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall for ever die.

249. The Christian Race. C. M.

1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heav'nly 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.
* Blest Saviour, introduced by thee,
Have I my race begun;
And crown'd with vict'ry, at thy feet
I'll lay my honors down. Doddridge.

250. The Christian Race. L. M.

1 Awake, our souls' (away our fears,
Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone;)
Awake, and run the heav'nly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.
2 True, ’tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God
Who feeds the strength of ev'ry saint.
3 The mighty God, whose matchless pow'r
Is ever new, and ever young;
And firm endures, while endless years
Their everlasting circles run.
4 From thee, the overflowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a full supply;
While such as trust their native strength,
Shall melt away, and droop, and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to thine abode;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heav'nly *wa.

251. The Christian Warfare. L. M. 1 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel armor on; March to the gates of endless joy, Where thy great Captain Saviour's gon*

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course;
But hell and sin are vanquish'd foes:
Thy Jesus nail'd them to the cross,
And sung the triumph—when he rose.

3 Then let my soul march boldly on,
Press forward to the heav'nly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glitt'ring robes for conq'rors wait.

4 Then shall I wear a starry crown,
And triumph in almighty grace;
While all the armies of the skies
Join in my glorious Leader's praise, watts

252. Hinder me not. C. M.

1 In all my Lord's appointed ways
My journey I’ll pursue;
"Hinder me not,” ye much loved saints,
For I must go with you.

2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus leads.
I'll follow where he goes;
"Hinder me not,” shall be my cry,
Though earth and hell oppose.

3. Through duty and through trials too,
I'll go at his command;
“Hinder me not,” for I am bound
To my Immanuel's land.

4 And when my Saviour calls me home,
Still this my cry shall be,
“Hinder me not,” come, welcome death,
I'll gladly go with thee. Dr. Ryland.

253. Complaining of Spiritual Sloth. C. M.

1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so!
Awake, my sluggish soul!
Nothing has half thy work to do,
Yet nothing's half so dull.
2 The little ants, for one poor grain,
Labor, and tug, and strive;
Yet we, who have a heav'n t” obtain,
How negligent we live!
3 We, for whose sake all nature stands,
And stars their courses move,
We, for whose guard the angel bands
Come flying from above;—
4. We, for whom God the Son came down,
And labor'd for our good:—
How careless to secure that crown
He purchas'd with his blood!
5 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still,
And never act our parts' *
Come, Holy Dove, from th’ heav'nly hill,
And sit and warm our hearts.

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6 Then shall our active spirits move,
Upward our souls shall rise:
With hands of faith and wings of love,
We'll fly and take the prize. Watts.


254. Christ our Example. C. M.

1 Behold where, in a mortal form, Appears each grace divine! The virtues, all in Jesus met,

With mildest radiance shine.

* To spread the rays of heavenly light,
To give the mourner joy,
To preach glad tidings to the poor,
Was his divine employ.
* Lowly in heart, to all his friends
A friend and servant found;
He wash'd their feet, he wip'd their tears,
And heal’d each bleeding wound.

* Midst keen reproach and cruel scom,
Patient and meek he stood;
His foes, ungrateful, sought his life:
He labor'd for their good.

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