Up and be doing, — " sons of God " — arise !

Up and be doing, — " sons of God " — arise!
Proclaim your glorious birthright by your deeds,
Let the world learn from children of the skies
How faith can triumph, when the Saviour leads.

Remember Olivet, — its tears of blood,
The judgment-hall — its buffetings and scorn,
And the mild meekness of thine injured God,
His robe of insult, and His crown of thorn.

Remember Calvary, — its dying groan,
Its dying prayers and sacrifice for man,
Its sufferings His, — its sins, its cause, thine own,
Then turn to sloth and slumber if you can:

Sleep — and forget the hope, the heaven that lies
Beyond earth's conflicts, — " sons of God " arise!