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175 ~ Awake, Ye Saints

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Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes, And raise your voices high; Awake, and praise that sovereign love, That shows salvation nigh; Awake, and praise that sovereign love, That shows salvation nigh.

2

Swift on the wings of time it flies; Each moment brings it near; Then welcome each declining day, Welcome each closing year; Then welcome each declining day, Welcome each closing year.

3

Not many years their round shall run, Not many mornings rise, Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes; Ere all its glories stand revealed To our admiring eyes.

4

Ye wheels of nature, speed your course! Ye mortal powers, decay! Haste! till the last glad morning rise That brings eternal day; Haste! till the last glad morning rise That brings eternal day.