1 Church of God, whose conq'ring banners
Float along the glorious years,
Gath'ring harvest rich and golden,
Sowed in poverty and tears;
Onward press, the cross is bending
Far toward the morning skies,
Speedy dawn of light portending;--
Church of God, awake, arise!

Chorus:
Church of God, awake! arise!
Christ, your Head and Master, cries,
Send the gospel's joyful sound
Unto earth's remotest bound.

2 In your costly temples praying,
"Let thy kingdom come," ye pray,
Are but words of idle meaning,
If with these we turn away;
Boundless wealth to you is given,
From his hand who owns it all,
And his eye beholds in heaven
What ye render back for all. [Chorus]

3 Grace and glory he hath sent you,
Cast your lines in places fair,
Scatter blessing now he bids you,
O'er his green earth ev'rywhere;
Till the millions in the twilight
Of the far off Orient land,
In the gracious morning splendor
Of the gospel light shall stand. [Chorus]

4 Shake the earth and rend the heaven,
Wake thy sleeping children, Lord,
Till the measure full and even
Has been rendered at thy word;
Then from out her night of sorrow
Shall the earth redeemed arise,
And the fair millennial morrow
Dawn with opal tinted skies. [Chorus]