Fight the good fight of faith, lay hold on eternal life.@1 Timothy 6:12
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T. Martin Towne (1835–1912)

Lu­ther Janes, in Good Will, ed­it­ed by Mar­tin Towne & Jair­us M. Still­man (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Flem­ing H. Re­vell, 1878), page 54.

Sun­ny­vale T. Mar­tin Towne (🔊 pdf nwc).

Look ye, brothers, time is rolling,
Rolling rapidly away;
Vesper bells will soon be toiling,
Toiling for the dying day;
Rouse thee, comrades, nerve for labor,
In life’s battle, dare and do!
Boldly wield truth’s gleaming saber,
Vanquish wrong and right pursue.

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Hark! the bugle sounds the rally,
Gird you, comrades, for the fight;
Hark! the bugle sounds the rally,
Gird you for the fight.

Plant your standard firm and fearless,
On the citadel of might;
Hard may seem the task and cheerless,
But the promised crown is bright;
Poor yourself, you have for others
Wealth you may not, must not, keep:
Words of cheer for drooping brothers,
Tears to shed with those who weep.

Refrain

Smiles to cheer the lone one’s labor,
Toiling o’er life’s weary way,
Bread to share with poorer neighbors,
Hungering, starving every day;
Go to hearts that pine and perish,
Wipe the flowing tears away;
Every smitten spirit nourish,
Drooping sadly by the way.

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Carry gladness to the sighing,
Give your strength to bear the lame,
Whisper comfort to the dying,
Whisper softly Jesus’ name;
Up some hill or down some valley,
Seek the lost to guide aright,
Hark! the bugle sounds the rally,
Gird you, comrades, for the fight.

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