Text: | O Israel, to thy tents repair |
Author: | Kelly |
1 O Israel, to thy tents repair:
Why thus secure on hostile ground?
Thy King commands thee to beware,
For many foes thy camp surround.
2 The trumpet gives a martial strain:
O Israel, gird thee for the fight!
Arise, the combat to maintain,
And put thine enemies to flight.
3 Thou shouldst not sleep, as others do;
Awake, be vigilant, be brave!
The coward and the sluggard too,
Must wear the fetters of the slave.
4 A nobler lot is cast for thee;
A kingdom waits thee in the skies:
With such a hope, shall Israel flee,
Or yield, through weariness, the prize?
5 No! let a careless world repose
And slumber on through life's short day,
While Israel to the conflict goes,
And bears the glorious prize away!
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First Line: | O Israel, to thy tents repair |
Author: | Kelly |
Meter: | L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Courage and Triumph; Fight the Good Fight of Faith |