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"Fight the good fight of faith.ImfMUCH in sorrow, oft in woe, 4mf Let your drooping hearts be glad;

Onward, Christians, onward go! March, in heavenly armour clad; cres Fight the fight, though worn with strife, Fight, nor think the battle long;

Strengthened with the Bread of life. f Victory soon shall tune your song, 2 f Onward, Christians, onward go! 5 Let not sorrow dim your eye;

Join the war, and face the foe: cres Soon shall every tear be dry:
Faint not ! Much doth yet remain, mf Let not fears your course impede;

Dreary is the long campaign. f Great your strength,if great your needs 3 f Shrink not, Christians! Will ye yield? 6 f Onward then to battle move;

Will ye quit the painful field? More than conquerors ye shall provely
Will ye flee in danger's hour? cres Though opposed by many a foe,
Know ye not your Captain's power?. f Christian soldiers, onward go! Amen

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381 Take unto you the whole armour of God, that ye may be able to withstand

in the evil day." SOLDIERS of Christ, arise,

And take, to arm you for the fight, And put your armour on,

The panoply of God. Strong in the strength which God supplies 4 mf From strength to strength go on; Through His eternal Son:

Wrestle, and fight, and pray ; L' f Strong in the Lord of hosts,

Tread all the powers of darkness down, And in His mighty power:

f And win the well-fought day : Who in the strength of Jesus trusts

5 mf That, having all things done, res Is more than conqueror.

And all your conflicts past, f Stand, then, in His great might, cres Yemayo'ercome, through Christalone, With all His strength endued ;

f And stand complete at last. Amen.

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X.-PILGRIMAGE AND REST.
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1) AINOA

JOHN WILKES.

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We wept, when we remembered Zion." P FAR from my heavenly home, 3 mfTo thee, to thee I press, Far from my Father's breast,

A dark and toilsome road; Fainting I cry, (cres) “Blest Spirit, come,

When shall I pass the wilderness, And speed me to my rest.'

And reach the saints' abode? My spirit homeward turns,

4 P God of my life, be near ; And fain would thither flee ;

On Thee my hopes I cast; My heart, O Zion, droops and yearns, cres Oh, guide me through the desert here, When I remember thee.

And bring me home at last! Amen.

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