The Song Book of the Salvation Army ‎#559

559. Awake, our souls; away, our fears

1 Awake, our souls; away, our fears!
Let every trembling thought be gone;
Awake, and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.

2 True, ‘tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God
That feeds the strength of every saint.

3 O mighty God, thy matchless power
Is ever new, and ever young,
And firm endures, while endless years
Their everlasting circles run.

4 From thee, the ever-flowing spring,
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply;
While such as trust their native strength
Shall melt away and droop and die.

5 Swift as the eagle cuts the air
We’ll mount aloft to thine abode;
On wings of love our souls shall fly,
Nor tire along the heavenly road.

Text Information

• First Line: Awake, our souls; away, our fears
• Author: Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1986
• Topic: Means of grace: Prayer

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