1 Strive aright when God doth call thee,
When He draws thee by His grace,
Cast off all that would enthrall thee
And deter thee from the race.
2 Wrestle, till thy zeal is burning,
And thy love is glowing warm,
All that earth can give thee spurning--
Half love will not bide the storm.
3 Combat, though thy life thou givest,
Storm the kingdom, but prevail:
Let not him with whom thou strivest
Ever make thee faint or quail.
4 Perfect truth will never waver,
Wars with evil day and night,
Changes not for fear or favor,
Only cares to win the fight.
5 Perfect truth will love to follow
Watchfully our Master’s ways;
Seeks not comfort poor and hollow,
Looks not for reward or praise.
6 Perfect truth from worldly pleasure,
worldly turmoil, stands apart;
For in heaven is hid our treasure,
There must also be our heart.
7 Soldiers of the cross, take courage!
Watch and war ’mid fear and pain;
Daily conquering sin and sorrow,
Till our King o’er earth shall reign.
Source: Wartburg Hymnal: for church, school and home #340
|First Line:||Strive aright when God doth call thee|
|Title:||Strive when thou art called of God|
|German Title:||Ringe recht wenn Gottes Gnade|
|Author:||Johann Joseph Winckler (1703)|
|Translator:||Catherine Winkworth (1855)|