995. Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes

1 Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes,
And raise your voices high;
Awake, and praise the sovereign love
That shows salvation nigh.

2 Swift on the wings of time it flies,
Each moment brings it near;
Then welcome each declining day!
Welcome each closing year!

3 Not many years their round shall run,
Not many mornings rise,
Ere all its glories stand revealed
To our admiring eyes.

4 Ye wheels of nature, speed your course;
Ye mortal powers, decay;
Fast as ye bring the night of death,
Ye bring eternal day.

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First Line: Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes
Author: Doddridge
Meter: C. M.
Publication Date: 1873
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Topic: The New Year; Flight of Time
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