The Voice of Praise ‎#821

821. Awake, awake, each sluggish soul!

1 Awake, awake, each sluggish soul!
Awake, and view the setting sun!
See how the shades of death advance,
Ere half the task of life is done.

2 Soon will he close our drowsy eyes,
Nor shall we hear these warnings more;
Soon will the mighty Judge approach:
E'en now he stands before the door!

3 O Saviour! let these awful scenes
Be ever present to our view;
Teach us to gird our loins about,
And trim our dying lamps anew.

4 Then, when the king of terror comes,
Our souls shall hail the happy day.
Haste, then, O Saviour! from above,
Nor let thy chariot-wheels delay!

Text Information

• First Line: Awake, awake, each sluggish soul!
• Author: Heginbotham
• Meter: L. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Topic: Provisions of the Gospel: Warnings; Trim the Lamps

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