454. Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve

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

2 A cloud of witnesses around
Hold you 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 you from on high;
'Tis His own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye,
To thine aspiring eye.

4 Blest Savior, introduced by Thee
Have I my race begun;
And crowned with vict'ry, 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
Title: Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve
Author: Philip Doddridge (1755)
Meter: C.M. Repeats
Language: English
Publication Date: 1974
Scripture:
Topic: Conflict
Tune Information
Name: CHRISTMAS
Composer: George F. Handel (Arr.)
Meter: C.M. Repeats
Key: Dâ™­ Major
Source: Weyman's Melodia Sacra, 1815



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