XLI | The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre#XLII | XLIII |
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.
Hell and thy Sins resist thy Course,
But Hell and Sins are vanquish'd Foes;
Thy Jesus nail'd 'em to the Cross,
And sung the Triumph when he rose.
2 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.
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.
3 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 | |
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First Line: | Stand up, my Soul, shake off thy Fears |
Title: | The Christian Warfare |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1758 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |