Awake! arise! put on thy strength,
In beauteous garments clothe thou now;
From death and darkness rise at length,
With starry crowns adorn thy brow;
From dust and ashes rise to joy,
Let songs of praise thy lips employ.
Behold! the Lord shall comfort Zion with endless joy;
And all His people shall in praise their time employ.
Awake! arise! and shine in light,
No darkness now enshrouds thy feet,
With smiles and gladness, and delight
Thy Lord and Royal Master meet;
In majesty and honor rise,–
Behold! the morning gilds the skies.
Break forth and sing delightful strains,
For God has heard thy contrite prayer,
The Balm of Gilead soothes thy pains,
For thee Jehovah’s arm is bare;
The watchman lifts his voice ad sings,
While God His own to Zion brings.
Depart, depart, and leave thy sin,
Nor go by haste, nor leave by flight,
For God His own shall welcome in,
For thee the Lord of hosts will fight;
Break forth and sing, O desert place,
The King of Zion comes to bless.
Rev. F.G. McCauley/T.C. O’Kane