Am I a soldier of the cross? Foll'wer of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own His cause or blush to speak His Name?
Must I be carried to the skies on flow'ry beds of ease,
While other fought to win the prize and sailed through bloody seas?
Are there no foes for me to face? Must I not stem the flood?
Is this vile world a friend to grace, to help me on to God?
Sure I must fight if I would reign -- increase my courage, Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain, supported by Thy word!
By Isaac Watts 1674-1748
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