183.  Watchfulness

1
My soul, be on thy guard;
Ten thousand foes arise;
The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the prize.

2
O! watch, and fight, and pray,
The battle ne’er give o’er;
Renew it boldly ev’ry day,
And help divine implore.

3
Ne’er think the vict’ry won,
Nor once at ease sit down;
Thine arduous work will not be done,
Till thou hast gained thy crown.