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"March boldly on."

2 Hell and thy sins resist thy course, But hell and sin are vanquished foes; Thy Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sung the triumph when He rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on,

Press forward to the heavenly gate:
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glittering robes for conquerors wait.

4 There shall I wear a starry crown,
And triumph in almighty grace;

While all the armies of the skies
Join in my glorious Leader's praise.
Rev. Isaac Watts (1674-1748), 1709. Ab. and alt.
Walking by Faith.

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1 'Tis 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 pries,
And brings eternal glories near.

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"Take up thy Cross." Matt. xvi. 24.

2 Ashamed of Jesus, that dear Friend,
On whom my hopes of Heaven depend!
No, when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere His name.

3 Ashamed of Jesus! yes I may,
When I've no guilt to wash away,
No tear to wipe, no good to crave,
No fear to quell, no soul to save.
4 Till then, nor is my boasting vain,
Till then I boast a Saviour slain;
And O, may this my glory be,
That Christ is not ashamed of me.
Rev. Joseph Grigg ( -1768), 1765. Ab. and alt.
Rev. Benjamin Francis (1734-1799), 1787.

If thou wouldst my disciple be;
Deny thyself, the world forsake,
And humbly follow after Me.

2 Take up thy cross; let not its weight
Fill thy weak spirit with alarm;
His strength shall bear thy spirit up,
And brace thy heart, and nerve thine

arm.

3 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame, Nor let thy foolish pride rebel: Thy Lord for thee the cross endured, To save thy soul from death and hell. 4 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ, Nor think till death to lay it down; For only he who bears the cross

May hope to wear the starry crown.

Rev. Charles William Everest (1814-1877), 1833. Ab. and alt.

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I've sought, and hop'd, and known;

2 Let the world despise and leave me,
They have left my Saviour, too;
Human hearts and looks deceive me;
Thou art not, like man, untrue;
And while Thou shalt smile upon me,
God of wisdom, love, and might,
Foes may hate, and friends may shun me,
Show Thy face, and all is bright.

3 Go, then, earthly fame and treasure;
Come, disaster, scorn, and pain!
In Thy service, pain is pleasure;
With Thy favor, loss is gain.
BREMEN. C. P. M.

I have called Thee, Abba, Father;
I have stayed my heart on Thee:
Storms may howl, and clouds may gather,
All must work for good to me.

4 Man may trouble and distress me,

"Twill but drive me to Thy breast; Life with trials hard may press me,

Heaven will bring me sweeter rest.
O'tis not in grief to harm me,

While Thy love is left to me;
O 'twere not in joy to charm me,
Were that joy unmixed with Thee.

Rev. Henry Francis Lyte (1793-1847), 1824.
THOMAS HASTINGS (1784-1872), 1836.