Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve   1 comment

Awake, My Soul

Above:  The Hymn

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

Words by Philip Doddridge (1702-1751)

Hymn Source = The Methodist Hymnal (1905), Methodist Episcopal Church and Methodist Episcopal Church, South


1. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,

And press with vigor on;

A heavenly race demands thy zeal,

And an immortal crown.

2. A cloud of witnesses around

Hold thee in full survey;

Forget the steps already trod,

And onward urge thy way.

3. ‘Tis God’s all-animating voice

That calls thee from on high;

‘Tis his own hand presents the prize

To thine aspiring eye:–

4. That prize, with peerless glories bright,

Which shall new luster boast,

When victors’ wreaths and monarchs’ gems

Shall blend in common dust.

5. Blest Saviour, introduced by thee,

Have I my race begun;

And, crowned with victory, at thy feet

I’ll lay my honors down.

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