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1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
Awake my sluggish soul!
Nothing has half thy work to do,
Yet nothing's half so dull.
2 We, for whose sake all nature stands,
And stars their courses move;
We, for whose guard the angel bands
Come flying from above;
3 We, for whom God the Son came down,
And labor'd for our good,
How careless to secure that crown
He purchased with His blood.
4 Lord, shall we lie so sluggish still,
And never act our parts?
Come, holy Dove, from th'heavenly hill,
Renew and warm our hearts.
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First Line: | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christian Activity; Christians: their life and experience; Faithfulness(1 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Watts |