552. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve

1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown,
And an immortal crown.

2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold you in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way,
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 Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.

Text Information
First Line: Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
Author: Philip Doddridge, 1702 - 51
Meter: 8 6, 8 6 6.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1958
Topic: The Church Year: Septuagesima to Lent; The Life In Christ: Service; The Life In Christ: Conflict and Victory
Notes: This hymn may also be sung to NOTTINGHAM (ST. MAGNUS) (No. 454)
Tune Information
Name: CHRISTMAS
Composer: George Frederick Handel, 1685 - 1759
Meter: 8 6, 8 6 6.
Key: D Major



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