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Hymn Text
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve

Author:Philip Doddridge (1755)
Meter:8.6.8.6
Topic:Christian Vocation and Pilgrimage
Language:English
First Line:Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
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Hymnal InstanceTextAudioScoreInfo
The Hymnal [of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the USA] #111 Text
The Hymnal 1982 #546
Scripture Song Database #380
Rejoice in the Lord #474
Trinity Hymnal #576

Full text

Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve,

And press with vigour 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.

Then wake, my soul, stretch every nerve,

And press with vigour on;

A heavenly race demands thy zeal,

And an immortal crown.