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[ II ]
and stir them to imitate the prowess of their
progenitors.
We are but sojourners and strangers on earth,
poor wanderers journeying to the land of which
God has said, " I will give it you " ! If we were
mindful of the country whence we came, we might
have the opportunity of returning to it. But I
trust our longing is after the Better Country — the
Heavenly. Though we should be homeless,
landless, upon earth, we can still say :
God is the Treasure of my soul,
The Source of lasting joy —
A joy which want shall not impair
Nor death itself destroy.
We are the soldiers of Christ — He is the Captain
and Perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that
was set before Him endured the Cross, despising
the shame, and is now set at the right hand of
God. Let us believe and confide in Him. Faith
shall supply new strength, and hope shall banish
every fear — soon we shall all meet to part no more.
The Believer's home is the Heavenly Jerusalem
— the Believer's Leader and Captain is the Lord
Jesus Christ He will gather us to our own land
— soon we trust to see Him in our eternal home !
and, oh, how happy we shall then be !
No lasting home bids welcome here,
No portals wide, with gladsome cheer
Embraces' greetings fond.
Mere aliens we, a pilgrim band,
With weary feet and staff in hand,
We seek the land beyond.

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