1 Awake, thou that sleepest, arise from death's slumber!
Christ on thee shall shine;
the daylight, now glowing in rays without number,
Shows mercy divine;
Repose now no longer,
Lest night's dark and danger
Soon come o'er thy soul.
Awake now, arise, and be whole!

2 In earth's vale of sorrows the cold mists enshroud thee,
And tears often flow;
And suffering and grief seem the portion allowed thee
In this life below;
Yet, bear the glad message,
That rescue doth presage,
And pardon and peace
Through Him who doth bring thee release.

3 In earth's dreary deserts the sharp thorns will wound thee,
And rough is the way;
And often thou longest from ills that surround thee
To hasten away;
Yet, cease now thy sadness
God's springtime of gladness
Through Christ thou shalt see:
Awake, for He calleth to thee!

4 O lift up thine eyes now with hope unto heaven,
The daybreak is here:
Thy Lord let all blessing and honor be given,
Go meet Him with cheer;
When hearts are convicted
Of sin, and afflicted
His welcome will rise
In anthems of praise to the skies.

5 To God be all glory, who graciously sendeth
From heaven His light;
The way and the truth and the life my soul findeth,
And peace is my right.
O Christ, shine upon us!
From death Thou hast won us
To follow, O Lord,
Thy steps in the light of Thy word.