278. Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve

1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigor on;
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown,
And an immortal crown.

2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold thee in full survey:
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way,
And onward urge thy way.

3 'Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis His own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye,
To thine aspiring eye.

4 Blest Saviour, introduced by Thee,
Have I my race begun;
And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet
I'll lay my honors down,
I'll lay my honors down.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
Author: Rev. Philip Doddridge (1755)
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1950
Topic: The Life in Christ: Loyalty and Courage; Aspiration; Communion of Saints (7 more...)
Tune Information
Name: CHRISTMAS
Composer: George F. Handel (1728)
Meter: C. M.
Key: D Major



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