A. M. Plumptre
KEEP thyself pure! Christ’s soldier hear,
Through life’s loud strife the call rings clear.
Thy Captain speaks: His Word obey;
So shall thy strength be as thy day.
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Keep thyself pure! When lusts assail,
When flesh is strong and spirit frail,
Fight on—a fadeless crown thy meed—
Thy body as thy captive lead.
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Keep thyself pure! Thrice blessed he
Whose heart from taint of sin is free.
His feet shall stand where Saints have trod
He with rapt eyes shall see his God.
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Keep thyself pure! For He who died,
Himself for thy sake sanctified.
Then hear Him speaking from the skies.
And victor o’er temptation rise.
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O Holy Spirit, keep us pure,
Grant us Thy strength when sins allure;
Our bodies are Thy temple, Lord;
Be Thou in thought and act adored.