576. Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve

1 Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve,
and press with vigor on;
a heav'nly race demands your 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 your way,
and onward urge your way.

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice
that calls you from on high;
'tis his own hand presents the prize
to your aspiring eye,
to your aspiring eye.

4 That prize with peerless glories bright,
which shall new lustre boast,
when victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems
shall blend in common dust,
shall blend in common dust.

5 Blest Savior, introduced by you,
have I my race begun;
and, crowned with vict'ry, at your feet
I'll lay my honors down,
I'll lay my honors down.

Text Information
First Line: Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
Title: Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve
Author: Philip Doddridge (1755; Mod.)
Publication Date: 1990
Meter: C.M.rep.
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: The Christian Life: Christian Warfare; Pilgrimage and Guidance; The Christian Race (1 more...)
Language: English
Tune Information
Arranger: Lowell Mason (1821)
Composer: George Frederick Handel (1728)
Meter: C.M.rep.
Key: C Major
Source: From George Frederick Handel, Siroe,1728

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