SERVANT OF GOD.
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"Servant of God, well done, Rest from thy loved employ; The battle fought, the vict'ry won, Enter thy Master's joy." The voice at midnight came, He started up to hear; A mortal arrow pierced his frame, He fell—but felt no fear. Tranquil amidst alarms, It found him on the field, A veteran slumbering on his arms, Beneath his red-cross shield. The pains of death are past, Labor and sorrow cease; And, life's long warfare closed at last, His soul is found in peace. Soldier of Christ, well done! Praise be thy new employ; And while eternal ages run, Rest in thy Saviour's joy. —James Montgomery.