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“FAINT YET PURSUING.”

Faint yet pursuing! on they press'd,
That chosen band, nor thought of rest,
Till their appointed work was done,
And Israel's crowning victory won.
Faint yet pursuing! let the sign,
O soldier of the Cross! be thine;
Grave the good legend on thy shield,
And bear it thro' the battle-field.
Faint yet pursuing! on thy breast
Be this unfading seal impress'd,
Repeat it to thy latest breath,
And thus be faithful unto death.

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Faint thou may'st be, thy foes are strong,
Thy strength is small, thy warfare long,
Yet in thy faintness fearless be,
For Christ hath won the fight for thee.
He bids thee follow where He leads,
He gives thee strength for holy deeds,—
Then fight, His hand directs the blow,
Pursue, His presence daunts the foe.
On in thy sacred warfare press,
Though faint, droop not for weariness,
Fight in the strength that He supplies,
Pursue, still looking to the prize.
Soon shall thy warfare here be o'er,
Thy foes be crush'd to rise no more,
Soon thou shalt see thy Captain come
To lead His faithful soldiers home.
Soon for the sword, He'll give the palm,
For battle-shout, the victor's psalm,
For faintness, Heaven's refreshing wine,
For weary warfare, rest divine.