| Song | Awake Our Souls Away Our Fears |
| Album | Popular Hymns By Isaac Watts |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer | Isaac Watts |
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| Tags | Awake Our Souls Away Our Fears |
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Awake, Our Souls; Away, Our Fears,
Let Every Trembling Thought Be Gone;
Awake, And Run The Heavenly Race,
And Put A Cheerful Courage On.
True, Tis A Strait And Thorny Road,
And Mortal Spirits Tire And Faint;
But They Forget The Mighty God,
That Feeds The Strength Of Every Saint.
Thee, Mighty God! Whose Matchless Power
Is Ever New, And Ever Young;
And Firm Endures, While Endless Years
Their Everlasting Circles Run.
From Thee, The Overflowing Spring,
Our Souls Shall Drink A Fresh Supply;
While Such As Trust Their Native Strength
Shall Melt Away, And Droop, And Die.
Swift As An Eagle Cuts The Air,
Well Mount Aloft To Thine Abode;
On Wings Of Love Our Souls Shall Fly,
Nor Tire Amidst The Heavenly Road.
