SPEED THEE, CHRISTIAN

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Feb 26, 1861

SPEED THEE, CHRISTIAN.

SPEED thee on thy christian course, Never weary, never tire; Faith within thee ever glows Like a radiant, burning fire.

Faith thou hast, aye, humble trust That the Saviour died and rose; Faith that he will from the dust, Raise thee up when time shall close.

Though the tides of sin arise, As the ocean billows high, Hope within thee never dies; Thine an anchor in the sky.

Though the world should on thee frown, Though the scoffer's voice be heard, Christ hath called thee for his own, Thou reliest on his word.

Love within thy bosom swells, Love for him who died for thee; Him, for whom no Sabbath bells Ever tolled on Calvary.

Love thou hast, yes, love for those Who may err in life's rough way; Love for those who are thy foes, And for them thou oft dost pray.

Speed thee—thine a glorious crown, When life's weary race is run; Speed thee—heaven is all thine own; Speed thee, Christian, speed thee on.