3 The world cannot withstand Its ancient Conqueror ; The world must sink beneath the Hand Which arms us for the war: This is the victory, Before our faith they fall; Jesus hath died for you and me; Believe, and conquer all. 728 S. M. PRAY The well-fought day. Y, without ceasing, pray, His summons cheerfully obey, In instant prayer display; 2 In fellowship,—alone, To God with faith draw near; Approach his courts, besiege his throne With all the power of prayer: His mercy now implore, And now show forth his praise; 3 From strength to strength go on; Wrestle, and fight, and pray; Tread all the powers of darkness down, And win the well-fought day: Still let the Spirit cry, In all his soldiers,-Come, Till Christ the Lord descend from high, And take the conqu'rors home. 729 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. Sober vigilance. HIS slumber from my spirit shake; And pray that I may never fall; 2 0 wouldst thou, Lord, thy servant guard Secure within the verge of hell; Let me from strength to strength proceed, Through all the paths of duty move, From humble faith to perfect love. 730 Heavenly zeal. L. M. 0 KING of glory, thy rich grace Our feeble thought surpasses far; Yea, e'en our crimes, though numberless, Less num'rous than thy mercies are. 2 Still, Lord, thy saving health display. And arm our souls with heavenly zeal; So, fearless, shall we urge our way Through all the powers of earth and hell. 731 Perseverance. S. M. Y soul, be on thy guard; Ten thousand foes arise; 4 Then persevere till death Shall bring thee to thy God; He'll take thee, at thy parting breath, To his divine abode. 732 The mind that was in Christ. EQUIP me for the war, S. M. And teach my hands to fight; My simple, upright heart prepare, And guide my words aright. 2 Control my every thought; My whole of sin remove: Let all my works in thee be wrought; Let all be wrought in love. 3 0 arm me with the mind, Meek Lamb, that was in thee; And let my knowing zeal be join'd With perfect charity. 4 With calm and temper'd zeal And vindicate thy gracious will, 5 0 may I love like thee,— But nothing thou hast made. With meekness to reprove; 733 1st P. M. 6 lines 8: The victory that overcometh the world. QURROUNDED by a host of foes, Storm'd by a host of foes within, Nor swift to flee, nor strong to' oppose, Single against hell, earth, and sin: Single, yet undismay'd, I am; I dare believe in Jesus' name. 2 What though a thousand hosts engage A thousand worlds, my soul to shake; I have a shield shall quell their rage, And drive the alien armies back : Portray'd, it bears a bleeding Lamb; I dare believe in Jesus' name. 734 Faith sees the final triumph. M I a soldier of the cross, AM A foll'wer of the Lamb, C. M. And shall I fear to own his cause, 3 Are there no foes for me to face? Is this vile world a friend to grace, 4 Since I must fight if I would reign, 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war 6 When that illustrious day shall rise. And all thy armies shine In robes of vict'ry through the skies, 735 0 The violent take it by force. To rush into thy kingdom, Lord, The grace already given, S. M. To seize the crown of perfect love, 736 WH Heavenly rest in anticipation. C. M. WHEN I can read my title clear I'll bid farewell to every fear, And wipe my weeping eyes. 2 Should earth against my soul engage, 3 Let cares like a wild deluge come, So I but safely reach my home, My God, my heaven, my all. |