1 Awake my zeal, awake my love,
And serve my Saviour here below,
In works which all the saints above,
Which holy angels cannot do.
2 My faith and hope may see the Lord,
Though veils of darkness lie between;
Hope shall rest firm upon his word,
And faith rejoice in things unseen.
3 Awake my charity, and feed
The hungry soul and clothe the poor;
In heaven are found no sons of need,
There all these duties are no more.
4 Subdue thy passions, O my soul
Maintain the fight, the work pursue,
Daily thy rising sins control,
And be thy victories ever new.
5 The land of triumph lies on high,
There are no fields of battle there,
Lord I would conquer till I die,
And finish all the glorious war.
6 Let every flying hour confess
I gain thy gospel fresh renown;
And when my life and labors cease,
May I possess the promised crown.
The Christian's duty, exhibited in a series of hymns, 1801
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|The Cyber Hymnal #162||Awake, My Zeal; Awake, My Love||Awake, my zeal; awake, my love||BROOKFIELD||Isaac Watts||LM||<cite>Hymns and Sacred Songs</cite>, Book I, 1707, number 46|