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MY brethren all, on you I call,

A NEW SONG FROM TENNESSEE.

Poet: Courtney's The Christian Pocket Companion, 1805
Meter: 8s,7s Double (8,7,8,7,8,7,8,7)
Location in The Sacred Harp
Stanza Denson Cooper
1
MY brethren all, on you I call,
Arise and look around you;
How many foes bound to oppose,
Are waiting to confound you.
The trumpet calls from Zion's walls,
Shake off your sleep and slumber;
Arise and pray, we'll win the day,
Tho' we are few in number.
Look Out 90, Stanza 1
Arise and Pray (Look Out) 90, Stanza 1
2
As we draw nigh, objections fly,
Like peals of loudest thunder,
The voice of prayer, makes sinners stare,
They're fill'd with awe and wonder:
While music sweet makes some retreat,
Our Jesus still draws nigher,
His precious name lights up the flame
That set our souls on fire!

3
While grace divine in others shine,
With such we are delighted;
With them we'll crowd and sing so loud,
Poor sinners are affrighted:
The sweetest joys our power employs,
To see the cause advancing;
Tho' some go off and boldly scoff,
And say that we are dancing.

4
Some mournfully for mercy cry,
And stubborn hearts are bended,
If we but smile they say we're wild,
And so go off offended:
If souls are born, we'll bear the scorn,
Let sinners tell their story,
For Jesus name we'll bear the shame,
And give him all the glory!

5
While some desert, it pains my heart,
To see the cause is wounded,
But let them go, true Christians know,
That we are not confounded.
They'll end their race, and find a place
With Satan their old master,
Their weight is gone, let us press on,
We'll go to heaven the faster.

6
And as we fly, we'll always cry
To God for their salvation;
O! God of love send form above
And save this wicked nation;
Thy spirit send, their hearts to bend,
Arrest them with thy thunder,
Let sweetest songs employ their tongues
While fill'd with joy and wonder.

7
The outward blaze sometimes decays,
And many seem contented,
The word is sure, the work is o'er,
They'll be no more tormented.
Some are afraid the spirits fled,
While others are offended;
But never fear we'll persevere,
The warfare is not ended.

8
To men unknown the seed is sown,
We'll overcome temptations
The cross we'll bear and not despair,
We'll joy in tribulations:
The joyful scene comes on again,
The shouting trump is sounded,
We find at length we're gaining strength,
Our foes will be confounded!

Courtney, John, Senior. The Christian's Pocket Companion: Being a Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs; for the Use of Christians: A Number Never Before Published.. Richmond: Printed by John Courtney, Junior, 1805.