At Your Post Be Found

At your post be found

ne’er a trai­tor be

To the bless­èd Lord who hath made you free;

Tho’ temp­ta­tions come

thrust them all aside

In His good­ness trust what­so­e’er be­tide.

At your post be found as the days go by;

For the need­ed strength on His grace re­ly;

At your post be found when the Lord shall come

And with Him you’ll share end­less joys at home.

At your post be found

not a du­ty shirk

In the Mas­ter’s name you to­day should work;

It will not be long ere death’s sha­dows fall

O’er the rich and poor

o’er the great and small.

At your post be found

with His flag un­furled

When you’re sum­moned home from this tran­si­ent world;

And re­ward you’ll gain when with hosts you stand

’Round the judg­ment throne in the heav’n­ly land.