Text: | Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve |
Author: | Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 |
Tune: | CHRISTMAS |
Composer: | G. F. Handel |
1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
and press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands your zeal,
and an immortal crown,
and an immortal crown.
2 A cloud of witnesses around
holds you in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
and onward urge your way
and onward urge your way.
3 For God's all-animating voice
still calls us to the race;
And God's own hand still gives the prize
with never-ending grace,
with never-ending grace.
4 O Savior, shown the way by you,
I have my race begun;
And, crowned with victory, at your feet
I'll lay my honors down,
I'll lay my honors down.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve |
Title: | Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve |
Author: | Philip Doddridge, 1702-1751 (alt.) |
Meter: | C.M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1995 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | Discipleship; Faith and Aspiration; Pilgrimage(11 more...) |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | CHRISTMAS |
Composer: | G. F. Handel (1728) |
Meter: | C.M. |
Key: | D Major |