Courage, my soul! behold the prize

The words

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   Stanza 1. Courage, my soul! behold the prizeThe Savior’s love provides;Eternal life beyond the skies,For all whom here he guides.

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   Stanza 2. The wicked cease from troubling there,The weary are at rest;Sorrow and sin, and pain and care,No more approach the blest.

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   Stanza 3. A wicked world and wicked heart,With Satan now are joined;Each acts a too successful partIn harassing my mind.

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   Stanza 4. In conflict with this threefold troop,How weary, LORD, am I?Did not thy promise bear me up,My soul must faint and die.

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   Stanza 5. But fighting in my Savior’s strength,Though mighty are my foes,I shall a conqu’ror be at length,O’er all that can oppose.

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   Stanza 6. Then why, my soul, complain or fear?The crown of glory see!The more I toil and suffer here,The sweeter rest will be.

Olney Hymns (1779), Book 2, Hymn 76. John Newton. Public domain. CCEL transcription with modernized spelling. www.praylock.com/olney-hymns/2-76