Arouse thee, soul!
God made not thee to sleep
Thy hour of earth, in doing nought — away;
H E gave the power to keep.
O! use it for His glory, while you may.
Arouse thee, soul!

Arouse thee, soul!
O! there is much to do
For thee, if thou wouldst work for humankind —
The misty future through
A greatness looms — 'tis MIND , awaken'd MIND !
Arouse thee, soul!
Arouse thee, soul!
Shake off thy sluggishness,
As shakes the lark the dew drop from its wing;
Make but one error less, —
One truth — thine offering to MIND 's altar bring!
Arouse thee, soul!

Arouse thee, soul!
Be what thou surely art,
An emanation from the Deity, —
A flutter of that heart
Which fills all nature, sea, and earth, and sky.
Arouse thee, soul!

Arouse thee, soul!
And let the body do
Some worthy deed for human happiness
To join, when life is through,
Unto thy name, that angel's both may bless!
Arouse thee, soul!

Arouse thee, soul!
Leave nothings of the earth; —
And, if the body be not strong, to dare
To blessed thoughts give birth,
High as yon heaven, pure as heaven's air:
Arouse thee, soul!

Arouse thee, soul!
Or sleep for evermore,
And be what all nonentities have been, —
Crawl on till life is o'er:
If to be ought but this thou e'er dost mean,
Arouse thee, soul!