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2 There is a battle to be fought, An upward race to run, A crown of glory to be sought, A victory to be won. |
3 O, faint not, Christian! for thy sighs Are heard before the throne; The race must come before the prize, The cross before the crown.
Anon.
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Thrice blest is he to whom is given
The instinct that can tell That God is on the field, when He
Is most invisible. Blest too is he who can divine,
Where real right doth lie, And dares to take the side that seems
Wrong to man's blindfold eye. |. God's glory is a wondrous thing,
Most strange in all its ways, |
And, of all things on earth, least like What men agree to praise.
5 Then learn to scorn the praise of men,
And learn to lose with God; For Jesus won the world through shame, And beckons thee His road.
6 For right is right, since God is God;
And right the day must win; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin.
Rev. Frederick W. Faber, 1849 |
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