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318. The Christian Warfare

Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes;
See where thy foes against thee rise,
In long array, a numerous host;
Awake, my soul! or thou art lost.

Here giant danger threatening stands,
Mustering his pale, terrific bands;
There, pleasure’s silken banners spread,
And willing souls are captives led.

See where rebellious passions rage,
And fierce desires and lusts engage;
The meanest foe of all the train
Has thousands and ten thousands slain.

Come, then, my soul! now learn to wield
The weight of thine immortal shield;
Put on the armor from above
Of heavenly truth and heavenly love.

The terror and the charm repel,
And powers of earth, and powers of hell;
The Man of Calvary triumphed here;
Why should his faithful followers fear?

Text Information
First Line: Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes
Title: The Christian Warfare
Author: Mrs. Barbauld
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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