Hymn 86 - My Soul, Be on Thy Guard

My soul, be on thy guard;

Ten thousand foes arise;

The hosts of sin are pressing hard

To draw thee from the skies.

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 lay thine armor down;

Thy arduous work will not be done

Till thou obtain thy crown.

Fight on, my soul, till death

Shall bring thee to thy God;

He’ll take thee, at thy parting breath,

To His divine abode.