Faint Not, Christian!

Faint not

Christ­ian! though the road

Leading to thy blest ab­ode

Darksome be

and dan­ger­ous

too;

Christ thy guide will bring thee through.

Faint not

Christ­ian! though in rage

Satan would thy soul en­gage;

Gird on faith’s an­oint­ed shield

Bear it to the bat­tle­field.

Faint not

Christ­ian! though the world

Has its hos­tile flag un­furled;

Hold the cross of Je­sus fast—

Thou shalt ov­er­come at last.

Faint not

Christ­ian! though with­in

There’s a heart so prone to sin;

Christ the Lord is ov­er all;

He’ll not suf­fer thee to fall.

Faint not

Christ­ian! though thy God

Smite thee with His chast­en­ing rod;

Smite He must

with fa­ther’s care

That He may His love de­clare.

Faint not

Christ­ian! Je­sus’ near

Soon in glo­ry He’ll ap­pear;

And His love will then be­stow

Power ov­er ev­ery foe.

Faint not

Christ­ian! look on high

See the harp­ers in the sky;

Patient wait

and thou wilt join—

Chant with them of love di­vine.