59. Awake, our souls

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
First Line: Awake, our souls; away, our fears
Title: Awake, our souls
Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748
Meter: LM
Language: English
Publication Date: 2000
Topic: Morning; The Journey of Life; Year A: Trinity Sunday (1 more...)
Tune Information
Composer: D. S. Bortniansky, 1752-1825
Meter: LM
Key: B♭ Major

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