Watchfulness

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

O! watch, and fight, and pray, The battle ne' er give o' er; Renew it boldly ev' ry day, And help divine implore.

Ne' er think the vict' ry won, Nor once at ease sit down; Thine arduous work will not be done, Till thou hast gained thy crown.