Text: | Awake, our souls |
Author: | Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |
Tune: | ST PETERSBURG |
Composer: | D. S. Bortniansky, 1752-1825 |
1 Awake, our souls; away, our fears;
let ev'ery trembling thought be gone;
awake and run the heav'nly race,
and put a cheerful courage on.
2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,
and mortal spirits tire and faint;
but they forget the mighty God
that feeds the strength of ev'ry saint.
3 The mighty God, whose matchless pow'r
is ever new and ever young,
and firm endures, while endless years
their everlasting circles run.
4 From thee, the overflowing spring,
our souls shall drink a fresh supply,
while such as trust their native strength
shall melt away, and drop, and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
we'll mount aloft to thine abode;
on wings of love our souls shall fly,
nor tire amidst the heav'nly road.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Awake, our souls; away, our fears |
Title: | Awake, our souls |
Author: | Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 |
Meter: | LM |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 2000 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Morning; The Journey of Life; Year A: Trinity Sunday(1 more...) |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | ST PETERSBURG |
Composer: | D. S. Bortniansky, 1752-1825 |
Meter: | LM |
Key: | B♭ Major |