Awake, Old Soldier, to the fight half won,
And put thy strength, and put thy Armour on:
Nor dream Thyself a Vessel cast aside,
Broken by stubborn Will, and marr’d by Pride.
Most proud, self-will’d, and wrathfull as Thou art,
Yet GOD hath surely seen thy simple Heart,
Quench’d with his Blood the oft-rekindled Fires,
Nor ever left thee to thy vain Desires,
But sav’d ten thousand times from Satan’s power,
And snatch’d thee from the Gulph wide-yawning to devour.

Then let our Saviour GOD have all the praise,
And gladly call to mind the former days,
When GOD, who waked thy soul to second Birth,
Sent forth a new-born Child, to shake the Earth,
To tear the Prey out of the Lion’s teeth,
And spoil the trembling Realms of Hell and Death,
By violent Faith to seize the Kingdom given,
And open burst the Gates of Vanquish’d Heaven.

Still doth thy lingring Indolence require
A Pattern fair to set thy Soul on fire?
Behold his Shining Footsteps from afar,
And trace with me that Thunderbolt of war.
Legions of Fiends and men in vain oppose;
A single Champion ’gainst a World of Foes,
He rushes on: the Bloody Sign lifts up,
And shouts exulting from the Mountain-top.

His Voice the strongest Holds of Hell oreturns,
His Word like Fire in the dry Stubble burns,
Impetuous, as a Torrent, pours along,
Or blasts, as Lightning, the rebellious Throng.
Smote by his Sling, and scatter’d by his eye,
Goliath falls, and the Philistines fly:
Where’er he turns, appall’d with sudden dread
Shrinks6 the foul Monster Vice, and hides his head,
Satan with all his wicked Spirits gives place,
And mourns his Works destroy’d before the Stripling’s Face.
Who is this Stripling (let my Friend inquire)
So void of Fear, so full of heavenly Fire?
Say, hast thou ever known him? Search, and try,
And read his Features with a curious Eye;
Mark well his Love, Simplicity, and Zeal,
And tell thy Heart—if Thou art H[arri]s still.
If thou art H[arri]s still, awake, arise,
Renew the Fight, and labour up the skies.
But first Thyself with due Abhorrence see,
And humbly own The Saviour wants not Thee;
Able from other quickned Stones to raise
Children of GOD, and Instruments of Grace.
He knows to baffle, and abase the proud,
And justly stiles Himself The Jealous GOD,
Nor will his Glory to Another give,
Or share with Worms his high Prerogative.
There is none good but GOD: let all confess
The Father’s Fulness in the Prince of Peace;
Fall every Soul before Immanuel’s Throne,
And cry, Exalted be the Lord alone!

Allows my Howel’s Heart the Saviour’s Claim?
Bows all within thee to his awfull Name?
Who honourst Him, Thou must Thyself despise,
Thou must be poor and vile in thy own eyes,
Vile dust, and sinfull Ashes! Beast, and Fiend!
By Thee, and me shall the Redeemer send?
Is his great Spirit bound? or unconfin’d?
Restrain’d to us? or free for all mankind?
Freely He works, if Thou and I stand still,
Blows as He lists, and sends by whom He will;
Chooses the weak, the foolish, and the base,
To spread his gospel, and advance his praise
T’ unnerve the strong, deject the towring Thought
Confound the wise, and bring the great to nought,
That none may arrogate Jehovah’s Right,
Nor Flesh presume to boast in Jesus glorious Sight.
Purg’d from all Self-esteem, and Self-regard,
A Vessel for the Master’s Use prepar’d,
Conscious of all thy Weaknesses and Wants,
The chief of Sinners, and the least of Saints,
Go forth, a Witness for th’ Atoning Lamb,
Go forth, compleatly arm’d with Jesus Name.
Trust in his Name (for Thou hast prov’d him true)
And waiting on thy Lord, thy Strength renew.
He looks thee back thy Strength! the Gift receive,
And daily dying by the Gospel live.
Live for His sake who bled upon the Cross,
Live, to be sacrific’d for Jesus Cause.
When Thou the Travail of thy Soul hast seen
More Outcasts found, and forc’d them to come in,

To feel the Virtue of thy Gospel-word,
And know, and glorify their pardning Lord;
When Thou the Work assign’d hast fully done,
And made the Saviour’s Grace to Thousands known,
Commanded then with Triumph to remove,
Incline thy head, like Him who reigns above,
And die, to pay Him back his dear expiring Love.