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Awake my soul, stretch every nerve

Author: Philip Doddridge Hymnal: A Baptist Hymn Book, Designed Especially for the Regular Baptist Church and All Lovers of Truth #d58 (1844) Hymnal Title: A Baptist Hymn Book, Designed Especially for the Regular Baptist Church and All Lovers of Truth Languages: English

Forgetting the Things Behind

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) #315 (1866) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion (15th ed.) First Line: Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve Lyrics: Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on; A heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. A cloud of witnesses around Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. ’Tis God’s all-animating voice That calls thee from on high; ’Tis His own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye;— That prize with peerless glories bright, Which shall new lustre boast, When victors’ wreaths and monarchs’ gems Shall blend in common dust. Languages: English

Awake my soul! stretch every nerve

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) #315 (1848) Hymnal Title: A Book of Hymns for Public and Private Devotion. (10th ed.) Languages: English

Awake my soul! stretch every nerve

Hymnal: A Choice Collection of Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, designed for the devotions of Israel, in prayer, conference, and camp-meetings...(2nd ed.) #44 (1831) Hymnal Title: A Choice Collection of Hymns, and Spiritual Songs, designed for the devotions of Israel, in prayer, conference, and camp-meetings...(2nd ed.) Languages: English

The Christian Race

Author: Doddridge Hymnal: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns #CI (1793) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: A Collection of Evangelical Hymns First Line: Awake my soul, stretch every nerve Lyrics: 1 Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve, And press with vigor on: An heavenly race demands thy zeal, And an immortal crown. 2 'Tis God's all-animating voice, Which calls thee from on high: 'Tis his own hand presents the prize To thine aspiring eye. 3 A cloud of witnesses around, Hold thee in full survey; Forget the steps already trod, And onward urge thy way. 4 Bless'd Saviour, introduc'd by thee, Have we our race begun; And, crown'd with victory, at thy feet We lay our laurels down. Topics: The Christian Life Languages: English