Now Let A True Ambition Rise
Now let a true ambition rise,
And ardor fire our breast,
To reign in worlds above the skies,
In heavenly glories dressed.
Behold Jehovah’s royal hand
A radiant crown display,
Whose gems with vivid luster shine,
While stars and sun decay.
Away, each groveling anxious care,
Beneath a Christian’s thought;
I spring to seize immortal joys,
Which my Redeemer bought.
Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm,
The glorious prize pursue;
Nor shall ye want the goods of earth,
While heaven is kept in view.
The Hartford Selection of Hymns from the most approved authors,