My soul, be on thy guard!
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My soul, be on thy guard!Ten thousand foes arise;The hosts of sin are pressing hardTo draw thee from the skies.
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O watch, and fight, and pray!The battle ne'er give o'er;Renew it boldly every day,And help divine implore.
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Ne'er think the victory won,Nor lay thine armor down;Thy arduous task will not be doneTill thou obtain the crown.