The Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithully translated into English metre ‎#XLI

XLI. The Christian Race

1 Awake our Souls, (away, our Fears,
Let every trembling Thought be gone)
Awake, and run the Heav'nly Race,
And put a chearful Courage on.
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.

2 The mighty God whose matchless Pow'r
Is ever new, and ever young,
And firm endures, while endless Years
Their everlasting Circles run.
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.

3 Swift as an Eagle cuts the Air,
We'll mount aloft to thine Abode
On Wings of Love our Souls shall fly,
Nor tire amid'st the heav'nly Road.

Text Information

• First Line: Awake, our Souls, away our Fears
• Title: The Christian Race
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1758

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