| Song | Awake My Soul Stretch Every Nerve |
| Album | Our Great Redeemer’s Praise |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | Philip Doddridge (1755) |
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| Tags | Awake My Soul Stretch Every Nerve |
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Awake, My Soul, Stretch Every Nerve,
And Press With Vigor On;
A Heavenly Race Demands Thy Zeal,
And An Immortal Crown,
And An Immortal Crown.
’Tis God’s All-Animating Voice
That Calls Thee From On High;
’Tis His Own Hand Presents The Prize
To Thine Aspiring Eye,
To Thine Aspiring Eye.
A Cloud Of Witnesses Around
Hold Thee In Full Survey;
Forget The Steps Already Trod,
And Onward Urge Thy Way,
And Onward Urge Thy Way.
Blest Savior, Introduced By Thee,
Have I My Race Begun;
And, Crowned With Victory, At Thy Feet
I’ll Lay My Honours Down,
I’ll Lay My Honours Down.
