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The Call
Come thou and labor with me I will giveTo who works abundant work to do
Arise gird on thine armor tis to live
That thou must struggle now and strongly too
There is no pause the conflicts soon begin
Arm thee with all thy patience all thy zeal
The gates of vice are open enter in
Nor fear thy foe though armed in thriple steel
I charge thee welcome none who bear the sword
Be true spare not though thou must slay thy nearest friends
Remember Him who arms thee with his word
And forth in his own name his servant sends
Be true for He thy crown can take away
And He spirit by his word can slay.
Poem No. 93; 1838–1839
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