Hymn 17
Awake, my soul, to God draw near
Thomas Ken
Hymn 17
Awake, my soul, to God draw near
Thomas Ken
Verse 1
Awake, my soul, to God draw near,
Your Saviour's day of praise is here;
Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise,
To pay your spiritual sacrifice.
Verse 2
Your precious time mis-spent redeem,
Each present day your last esteem;
Improve your talent with due care;
For the great day yourself prepare.
Verse 3
In conversation be sincere,
Keep conscience as the noonday clear;
Think how all-seeing God your ways
And all your secret thoughts surveys.
Verse 4
By influence of the light divine
Let your own light to others shine;
Reflect all heaven’s propitious rays
In ardent love and cheerful praise.
Verse 5
Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;
Disperse my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,
And with Thyself my spirit fill.
Verse 6
Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say,
That all my powers, with all their might
In Thy sole glory may unite.
Verse 7
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.