Strive When Thou Art Called of God

Strive when thou art called of God

When He draws thee by His grace

Strive to cast away the load

That would clog thee in the race!

Fight

though it may cost thy life;

Storm the king­dom

but pre­vail;

Let not Sa­tan’s fierc­est strife

Make thee

war­ri­or

faint or quail

Wrestle

till through ev­ery vein

Love and strength are glow­ing warm

Love that can the world dis­dain

Half-love will not bide the storm.

Wrestle with strong pray­ers and cries

Think no time too much to spend

Though the night be pass’d in sighs

Though all day thy voice as­cend.

Hast thou won the pearl of price?

Think not thou hast reached the goal

Conquered ev­ery sin and vice

That had pow­er to harm thy soul.

Gaze with min­gled joy and fear

On the re­fuge thou hast found;

Know

while yet we lin­ger here

Perils ev­er hem us round.

Art thou faith­ful? Then op­pose

Sin and wrong with all thy might;

Care not how the tem­pest blows

Only care to win the fight.

Art thou faith­ful? Wake and watch

Love with all thy heart Christ’s ways

Seek not tran­si­ent ease to snatch

Look not for re­ward or praise.

Art thou faith­ful? Stand apart

From all world­ly hope and plea­sure

Yonder fix thy hopes and heart

On the Heav’n where lies our trea­sure.

Soldiers of the Cross

be strong

Watch and war ’mid fear and pain

Daily con­quer­ing woe and wrong

Till our king o’er earth shall reign!