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The Call. 487
Here giant Danger threatening stands, Mustering his pale terrific bands ; There pleasure's silken banners spread, And willing souls are captive led.
See where rebellious passions rage, And fierce desires and lusts engage ; The meanest foe of all the train Has thousands and ten thousands slain.
Thou tread'st upon enchanted ground, Perils and snares beset thee round ; Beware of all, guard every part, But most, the traitor in thy heart.
Come then, my soul, now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal shield ; Put on the armour from above Of heavenly truth and heavenly love.
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?
Anna Lcetitia Barbauld. 1773.