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611- Awake, My Soul

Christian Life: Christian Warfare

1

  • Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve,
  • And press with vigor on;
  • A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
  • And an immortal crown.

2

  • 'Tis God's all animating voice
  • That calls thee from on high;
  • 'Tis He whose 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

  • Blest Savior, introduced by Thee,
  • Our race have we begun;
  • And, crowned with victory, at Thy feet
  • We'll lay our trophies down.