Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: The Hymnal #111 (1916) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics:
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigour on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.
A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way.
'Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye.
Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigour on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.
Topics: Septuagesima; Parochial Missions Languages: English Tune Title: CHRISTMAS
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve