The well-fought day.
PRAY, without ceasing, pray,
(Your Captain gives the word ;) —
His summons cheerfully obey,
And call upon the Lord:
To God your every want
In instant prayer display;
Pray always; pray, and never faint;
Pray, without ceasing, pray.
2 In fellowship,—alone,
To God with faith draw near;
Approach his courts, besiege his throne
With all the power of prayer:
His mercy now implore,
And now show forth his praise;
In shouts, or silent awe, adore
His miracles of grace.
3 From strength to strength go on;
Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Tread all the powers of darkness down,
And win the well-fought day:
Still let the Spirit cry,
In all his soldiers,—Come,
Till Christ the Lord descend from high,
And take the conqu’rors home.
Charles Wesley
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)
<idle musing>
When I looked this on up on hymnary.org, many of the thirty-eight occurrences only listed verses 1 and 3, and some truncate it to only four lines instead of eight per stanza. That's too bad, because I think the whole hymn says some important things. There was one that listed six verses, but what they did was divide each of the stanzas here into two verses. Here's the link to the scan on that one.
</idle musing>
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