Awake My Soul, Betimes Awake

1. Awake my soul, betimes awake,
2. To him lift up thy voice of praise
Lift up thyself on high; Beg of thy God for
And well tuned heart to sing A morning song in
Jesus' sake To hear thy morning cry.
sacred lays; Thy cheerful tribute bring.

3. I laid me down and sweetly slept
In safety from all harm;
By Israel's Keeper I was kept,
Safeguarded by his arm.

4. My blessed Lord, still thou dost make
My mornings to rejoice;
Thy evening blessings I partake
And praise with joyful voice.

5. O may the dawnings of this day
New mercies usher in;
Grant me thy presence, Lord, I pray,
And keep me from all sin.
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