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BOOK II. Already has prepared for me A mansion in the skies.

4 I feel this mud-wall cottage shake, And long to see it fall, That I my willing flight may take To Him who is my all.

5 Burden d and groaning then no more, My rescued soul shall sing, As up the shining path I soar, &quot; Death, thou hast lost thy sting!&quot;

6 Dear Saviour, help us now to seek, And know thy grace s power, That we may all this language speak Before the dying hour.

1 COURAGE, my soul! behold the prize The Saviour s love provides Eternal life beyond the skies For all whom here he guides.

2 The wicked cease from troubling there, The weary are at rest ; Sorrow and sin and pain and care No more approach the blest.

3 A wicked world and wicked heart With Satan now are join d; Each acts a too successful part In harassing my mind.

4 In conflict with this threefold troop, How weary, Lord, am I ! Did not thy promise bear me up My soul must faint and die :

5 But fighting in my Saviour s strength, Though mighty are my foes, I shall a conq ror be at length O er all that can oppose.