Call to Conflict

Grant, Lord, that through the printed page
Thy Word will yet be spread
To every nation, race, and tribe,
Which now in sin is dead.
Oh, let not Satan's lies be sown
Among the literate;
But let Thy Word to them be given
Who for the Truth await.
Arise, O Lord, and let Thy Church
Be victor in the field.
Teach every Christian warrior
His heavenly sword to wield.
Sound forth Thy trumpet loud and clear,
Thy sleeping church awake;
Teach us to sacrifice our best,
And every effort make.
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