Text:A Hymn for the Lord's day mroning

CCCXXII. A Hymn for the Lord's day mroning

1 Awake, our drowsy souls,
Shake off each slothful band,
The wonders of this day
Our noblest songs demand.
Auspicious morn! thy blissful rays,
Bright Seraphs hail in songs of praise.

2 At thy approaching dawn,
Reluctant death resign'd
The glorious Prince of Life,
In dark domains confin'd:
Th'angelic host around him bends,
And 'midst their shouts, the God ascends.

3 All hail, triumphant Lord,
Heav'n with hosannas rings;
While earth, in humbler strains,
Thy praise responsive sings:
Worthy art thou, who once wast slain,
Thro' endless years to live and reign.

4 Gird on, great God, thy sword,
Ascend thy conquering car,
While justice, truth, and love
Maintain the glorious war:
Victorious thou thy foes shalt tread,
And sin and hell in triumph lead.

5 Make bare thy potent arm,
And wing th' unerring dart,
With salutary pangs,
To each rebellious heart:
Then dying souls for life shall sue,
Num'rous as drops of morning dew.

Text Information
First Line: Awake, our drowsy souls
Title: A Hymn for the Lord's day mroning
Meter: As the 148th Psalm
Language: English
Publication Date: 1799
Topic: Sabbath
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