Laudes Domini ‎#705

705. The Race

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 Blest Saviour, introduced by thee.
Have I my race begun;
And, crowned with victory, at thy feet
I'll lay my honors down.

Text Information

• First Line: Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
• Title: The Race
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1884
• Topic: Christians: Encouragement; Courage; Crowns of Glory; Encouragement; Heaven: Friends there; Race, the Christian
• Notes: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: CHRISTMAS
• Meter: C. M.
• Key: E♭ Major