Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#II.LXXVII

II.LXXVII. The Christian warfare

1 [Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears,
And gird the gospel armour on;
March to the gates of endless joy,
Where thy great Captain Saviour's gone.

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 [What tho' the prince of darkness rage,
And waste the fury of his spite;
Eternal chains confine him down
To fi'ry deeps and endless night.

4 What tho' thine inward lusts rebel;
'Tis but a struggling gasp for life;
The weapons of victorious grace
Shall slay thy sins, and end the strife.]

5 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 conqu'rors wait.

6 There 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.

Text Information

• First Line: Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears
• Title: The Christian warfare
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793

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