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Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger

Hymnal: Hymns, etc. #A11 (1787) Lyrics: 1 Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger, See what hosts your camp surround, Arm to battle; lag no longer; Hark! The silver trumpets sound. Wake, ye sleepers; wake. What mean you? Sin besets you round about. Up, and search. The world's within you, Slay, or chase the traitor out. 2 What enchants you; pelf, or pleasure? Pluck right eyes; with right hands part. Ask your conscience where’s your treasure? For, be certain, there‘s your heart. Give the fawning foe no credit. Lo! the bloody flag‘s unfurl'd. That base heart (the word has said it) Loves not God, that loves the world. 3 God and Mammon? Oh be wiser. Serve them both? It cannot be. Ease in warfare, saint and miser, These will never well agree. Shun the shame of foully falling Cumber'd captives clogg'd with clay, Prove your faith. Make sure your calling, Wield the sword; and win the day. 4 Forward press toward perfection. Watch, and pray; and all things prove. Seek to know your God’s election; Search his everlasting love. Dread backsliding, scorn dissembling. Now salvation’s near in view. Work it out, with fear and trembling: ‘Tis your God that works in you. Languages: English

Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger

Author: Hart Hymnal: Dupuy's Hymns and Spiritual Songs (Rev. corr. and enl.) #S113 (1843) Languages: English

Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger

Hymnal: The Zion Songster #51 (1850)

Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger

Hymnal: The Zion Songster #51 (1854)

Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger

Hymnal: A New Selection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #66 (1832) Languages: English

Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Worship (2nd ed.) #344 (1825) Languages: English

Treasure in Heaven

Author: Hart Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #881 (1844) Meter: 8.7 First Line: Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger Lyrics: 1 Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger, See what hosts your camp surround! Arm to battle; lag no longer. Hark! The silver trumpets sound, Wake, ye sleepers, wake! What mean you? Sin besets you round about. Up, and search, the world's within you: Slay, or chase the traitor out. 2 What enchants you? pelf or pleasure? Pluck right eyes; with right hands part; Ask your conscience where’s your treasure, For be certain there‘s your heart. Give the fawning foe no credit! Lo! the bloody flag‘s unfurl'd. That base heart, the word has said it, Loves not God, that loves the world. 3 God and Mammon? O be wiser! Serve them both? It cannot be. Ease in warfare, saint and miser, These will never well agree. Shun the shame of foully falling; Cumber'd captives clogg'd with clay, Prove your faith; make sure your calling; Wield the sword, and win the day. 4 Forward press toward perfection; Watch, and pray, and all things prove. Seek to know your God’s election; Search his everlasting love; Dread backsliding, scorn dissembling, Now salvation’s near in view; Work it out, with fear and trembling; ‘Tis your God that works in you. Languages: English