1906
Fanny J. Crosby
I. Allan Sankey
Gipsy Smith's Mission Hymnal
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5
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1 Rouse we, endev'rers, hark hark, the call, Speed to the rescue, one and all; Hearts that are loyal, brave and true, Now to our King we pledge anew. Chorus: Forward, forward, this our acclaim; Praise our Commander, praise His name; Great is the love to us revealed, He is our watchword, faith, our shield. 2 Rouse we, endeav'rers we today, Lost ones are pleading, haste away, Out in the darkness where they roam Far from the light and far from home. 3 Rouse we, endeav'rers, work to the end, Work till the evening shades descend, Oh what a vict'ry we may win Over the ranks of death and sin. 4 Rouse we, endeav'rers, turn not aside, Heed not the tempter, trust our Guide; Strike for the right and face the foe, Hold up our standard while we go. 5 Rouse we, endeav'rers, soon we shall rest, Home with our Saviour pure and blest; Then with the friends that wait us there, Crowns of rejoicing we shall wear.