1 Awake my Heart, arise my Tongue,
Prepare a tuneful Voice;
In God the Life of all my Joys
Aloud will I rejoice.
2 'Tis he adorn'd my naked Soul,
And made Salvation mine;
Upon a poor polluted Worm
He makes his Graces shine.
3 And lest the Shadow of a Spot
Should on my Soul be found,
He took the Robe the Saviour wrought,
And cast it all around.
4 How far the heav'nly Robe exceeds
What earthly Princes wear!
These Ornaments, how bright they shine!
How white the Garments are!
5 The Spirit wrought my Faith and Love,
And Hope, and ev'ry Grace,
But Jesus spent his Life to work
The Robe of Righteousness.
6 Strangely, my Soul, art thou array'd
By the great Sacred Three;
In sweetest Harmony of Praise
Let all thy Pow'rs agree.
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First Line: | Awake my Heart, arise my Tongue |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1766 |
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Topic: | Answers to the Church's Prayers; Spiritual Apparel; Justification and Sanctification |