| Song | Awake My Soul Stretch Every Nerve |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Awake My Soul Stretch Every Nerve |
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Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve,
And 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.
It Is God’s All-Animating Voice
That Calls Thee From On High;
It Is His Own Hand Presents The Prize
To Thine Aspiring Eye.
Blest Saviour, Introduced By Thee,
Have I My Race Begun;
And Crowned With Victory, At Thy Feet,
I’ll Lay My Honours Down.
