HYMN V. Anna Laetitia Barbauld (née Aikin) Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T236 K019955.000 Barbauld, Mrs. (Anna Letitia), 1743-1825. Poems. London printed for Joseph Johnson 1773 pp. 123-124. vi,138p. ; 4⁰.

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HYMN V. AWAKE , my soul , lift up thine eyes ; See where thy foes against thee rise , In long array , a numerous host ; Awake , my soul , or thou art lost . Here giant danger threat'ning stands Mustering his pale terrific bands ; There pleasure's silken banners spread , And willing souls are captive led . See where rebellious passions rage , And fierce desires and lusts engage ; The meanest foe of all the train Has thousands and ten thousands slain . Thou tread'st upon enchanted ground , Perils and snares beset thee round ; Beware of all , guard every part , But most , the traitor in thy heart . Come then , my soul , now learn to wield The weight of thine immortal shield ; Put on the armour from above Of heavenly truth and heavenly love . The terror and the charm repel , And powers of earth , and powers of hell ; The man of Calvary triumph'd here ; Why should his faithful followers fear ?