458 | Church Book#459 | 460 |
Text: | Awake, our souls, away our fears |
Author: | Watts |
Tune: | DULWICH |
1 Awake, our souls, away our fears;
Let every trembling thought be gone.
Awake, and run the heavenly race,
And put a cheerful courage on.
2 True, 'tis a strait and thorny road,
And mortal spirits tire and faint;
But they forget the mighty God,
Who feeds the strength of every saint.
3 The mighty God, whose matchless power,
Is ever new and ever young,
And firm endures, while endless years
Their everlasting cycles run.
4 From Thee, the ever-flowing Spring,
Our souls shall drink a fresh supply;
While such as trust their native strength
Shall melt away, and droop, and die.
5 Swift as an eagle cuts the air,
We'll mount aloft to Thine abode;
On wings of love our sols shall fly,
Nor tire amid the heavenly road.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Awake, our souls, away our fears |
Author: | Watts (1709) |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1890 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Watchfulness and Fidelity |
Notes: | Alternate tune: #4 or #391 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | DULWICH |
Meter: | L. M. |
Key: | D Major |
Notes: | Composer from index: T. Stanley, d. 1786 |