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 every day,

And help divine implore.

Ne’er think the victory won,

Nor lay thine armor down;

Thy arduous task will not be done

Till thou obtain the crown.