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

Oh watch, and fight, and pray;
The battle ne’er give o’er;
Renew the conflict ev’ry day;
And help divine implore.

Ne’er think the vict’ry won,
Nor lay thine armor down;
The work of faith will not be done
Till thou obtain the crown.

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