The Race and Warfare

Are we loitering on the way To the realms of endless day? Sleep we on while danger's near? Have we nought to dread or fear?

Let us heed the call, Awake! Our eternal all's at stake; One false step our fate may seal, Ruin, soon our souls may feel.

Foes our every move to spy, All around in ambush lie; Watching, they will take the place Left unfortified by grace.

Oh! what havoc then is made, Structures fair in ruin laid; Messengers driven from the field, Those who should be valiant, yield.

Some who started to go through Now a wicked course pursue; What account must soon be given! Why thus sink in sight of Heaven?

Flee, oh! flee the tempter's snare! There is power with God in prayer; He is ready to forgive, Saying, Look to me and live.