4 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?

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DODDRIDOR
The Christian Race.
1 AWAKE, my soul ! stretch every nerve,
And
press

with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,

And an immortal crown.
2. A cloud of witnesses around

Hold thee in full survey ;
Forget the steps already trod,

And onward urge thy way.
3 'T is God's all-animating voice

That calls thee from on high;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize

To thine aspiring eye ;-
4 That prize with peerless glories bright,

Which shall new lustre boast,
When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems

Shall blend in common dust.

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WATTS.
Christian Courage and Self-denial.
1 Am I a soldier of the cross,

A follower of the Lamb ?
And shall I fear to own his cause,

Or blush to speak his name?
2 Must I be carried to the skies

On flowery beds of ease,
While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas ?

3 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;

Increase my courage, Lord !
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,

Supported by thy word.
4 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,

Shall conquer, though they 're slain :
They see the triumph from afar,

And soon with Christ shall reign.
5 When that illustrious day shall rise,

And all thy armies shine
In robes of victory through the skies,

The glory shall be thine.

370.

L. M.

WATTS. The Christian Race. 1 AWAKE, our souls, away, our fears;

Let every trembling thought be gone: Awake and run the heavenly race,

And put a cheerful courage on.
2 True 't is a strait and thorny road,

And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,

That feeds the strength of every saint. 3 From thee, the overflowing spring,

Our souls shall drink a fresh supply, While such as trust their native strength

Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 4 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,

We'll mount aloft to thine abode;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire amidst the heavenly road.

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MONTGOMERY
What is Prayer ?
1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,

Uttered or unexpressed,
The motion of a hidden fire,

That trembles in the breast.
2 Prayer is the burden of a sigh,

The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye,

When none but God is near.
3 Prayer is the simplest form of speech

That infant lips can try,
Prayer the sublimest strains that reach

The Majesty on high.
4 Prayer is the Christian's vital breath,

The Christian's native air,
The watchword at the gates of death ;

He enters heaven with prayer.
5 Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice,

Returning from his ways;
While angels in their songs rejoice,
And
cry “Behold, he

prays !"

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7. M.

MRS. HEMANS.
“ I will that men pray everywhere."
1 Child, amidst the flowers at play,

While the red light fades away;
Mother, with thine earnest eye
Ever following silently;
Father, by the breeze of eve
Called thy daily work to leave;
Pray! ere yet the dark hours be,
Lift the heart and bend the knee !

2 Traveller, in the stranger's land,

Far from thine own household band;
Mourner, haunted by the tone
Of a voice from this world gone;
Captive, in whose narrow cell
Sunshine hath not leave to dwell;
Sailor, on the darkening sea -
Lift the heart and bend the knee!

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Pray without ceasing.
I Go when the morning shineth,

Go when the noon is bright,
Go when the eve declineth,

Go in the hush of night;
Go with pure mind and feeling,

Cast earthly thought away,
And, in thy closet kneeling,

Do thou in secret pray.
2 Remember all who love thee,

All who are loved by thee;
Pray, too, for those who hate thee
If
any

such there be;
Then for thyself, in meekness,

A blessing humbly claim,
And blend with each petition

Thy great Redeemer's name.
3 Or, if 't is e'er denied thee

In solitude to pray,
Should holy thoughts come o'er thee

When friends are round thy way,
E’en then the silent breathing,

Thy spirit raised above,
Will reach his throne of glory,
Where dwells eternal love.

4 O, not a joy or blessing

With this can we compare,
The grace our Father gave us

To pour our souls in prayer :
Whene'er thou pin'st in sadness,

Before his footstool fall;
Remember, in thy gladness,

His love who gave thee all.

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WATTS
“We walk by faith, not by sight."
1 'T is by the faith of joys to come

We walk through deserts dark as night;
Till we arrive at heaven, our home,

Faith is our guide, and faith our light.
2 The want of sight she well supplies ;

She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into distant worlds she flies,

And brings eternal glories near.
3 Cheerful we tread the desert through,

While faith inspires a heavenly ray;
Though lions roar and tempests blow,

And rocks and dangers fill the way.
4 So Abraham, by divine command,

Left his own house to walk with God;
IIis faith beheld the promised land,

And fired his zeal along the road.

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SALISBURY COLI.
The Power of Faith.
1 Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss,

And saves us from its snares;
Its aid in every duty brings,
And softens all our cares.