1 Awake, my soul! to sound His praise,
Awake my harp to sing;
Join, all my pow’rs the song to raise,
And morning incense bring.
2 Among the people of his care,
And thro’ the nations round,
Glad sons of praise will I prepare,
And there his name resound.
3 Be Thou exalted, O my God!
Above the starry train;
Diffuse Thy heav’nly grace abroad,
And teach the world Thy reign.
4 So shall Thy chosen sons rejoice,
And throng Thy courts above;
While sinners hear Thy pard’ning voice,
And taste redeeming love.
Source: Gospel Hymns No. 5 #35
Of his [Barlow] renderings of the Psalms, these are still in common use:—
Awake, my soul, to sound His praise. Ps. cviii. This is No. 233 in Hatfield's Church Hymn Book, 1872, and other collections. [Rev. F. M. Bird, M.A.]
-- Excerpt from John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)