Words: , Hymns and Po­et­ic Es­says Sac­red to the Pu­blic and Pri­vate Wor­ship of the De­i­ty, and to Re­li­gious and Christ­ian Im­prove­ment, 1781.

Music: Laban, , 1830.

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.

Never think the victory won,
Nor lay thine armor down;
The work of faith will not be done,
Till thou obtain the crown.

Fight on, my soul, till death
Shall bring thee to thy God;
He’ll take thee, at thy parting breath,
To His divine abode.