The cau­tion is not vain:
We may un­faith­ful prove,
And turn from God to sin again,
And fall from par­don­ing love;
Yet will we bold­ly press
T’ward our high call­ing’s prize,
And fol­low af­ter ho­li­ness,
And to per­fect­ion rise.

Perfection is the good
Which wrest­ling saints re­ceive,
Worthy of all to be pur­sued
Who in our Lord be­lieve:
Perfection is the goal
Which ter­mi­nates our race;
And comes to that, the spot­less soul
Expires in His em­brace.