Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes.
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve..
Awake, our souls, away, our fears
Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes

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DARK, dark indeed, the grave would be..

Deem not that they are blest alone....

E.

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From north and south, from east and west.

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God of my life, whose gracious power.
God, who is just and kind..

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Great God, the heavens' well-ordered frame

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Hark! the glad sound, the Savior comes.

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Hath not thy heart within thee burned
Heaven is a place of rest from sin....

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How rich thy gifts, almighty King

How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound.

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