HYMN 395. L. M. [#] The Christian Warfare. 1 ARISE, my soul, shake off thy fears, 2 Sin and the world resist thy course; But these, my soul, are vanquished foes; For Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sang 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 victor's crown, And triumph in Jehovah's grace: There all the just, in chorus joined, Unite to celebrate his praise. C. M. [# or b] HYMN 396. C. M. Prudence. 1 FATHER of light, conduct my feet 2 Let heaven-eyed prudence be my guide, Recall my feet from folly's path, 3 Teach me in every various scene And, whilst I tread life's mazy track, 4 That heavenly wisdom from above And let it guard, and guide, and warm, HYMN 397. L. M. [#] Resistance of Temptations. 1 AWAKE, my soul, lift up thine eyes, 4 O teach thy servant how to wield, HYMN 398. L. M. [#] Prudent Use of Time. 1 GOD of eternity, from thee Did infant time his being draw Moments, and days, and months, and years, Revolve by thine unvaried law. 2 The thoughtless tribes of mortal men Along the mighty stream are borne On to their everlasting home, That country whence there's no return. 3 Great Source of wisdom, teach our hearts To know the worth of every hour, That time may bear us on to joys HYMN 399. L. M. [#] Gratitude and holy Resolutions. 1 How many millions draw their breath 3 Heighten the force of good desire; 4 Strong and more strong thy passions rule, RELIGIOUS EXULTATION. HYMN 400. C. M. [#] 1 GLORY to God that walks the sky, 2 Cheerful I feast on heavenly fruit, 3 When shall the time, dear Jesus, when 4 Up to the fields above the skies HYMN 401. S. M. [#] 1 COME, ye who love the Lord, 2 The sorrows of the mind Be banished from this place; To make our pleasures less. 3 The men of grace have found And heavenly fruits, on earthly ground, 4 The hill of Zion yields A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, Or walk the golden streets. 5 Then let our songs abound, We're marching through Immanuel's ground HYMN 402. L. M. [#] Triumphant Anticipations. 1 LORD, what a heaven of saving grace |