Awake, Awake, Put On Thy Strength, O Zion

Verse 1

Awake, awake, put on thy strength, O Zion; God's purpose tarries, but his will stands fast; of Judah's tribe is born the mighty Lion, and he shall bruise the serpent's head at last.

Chorus

Promise and covenant God surely keeps: he watching o'er us slumbers not, nor sleeps.

Verse 2

O ye that thirst, the pleasant fountains wait you; ye that are poor, ye shall be freely fed. Why give ye gold for wine that cannot sate you? Why strive your hands for that which is not bread?

Verse 3

For now the low estate of his handmaiden God hath regarded, and she shall be blest; hear him that saith, "Come, all ye heavy laden, come unto me, and I will give you rest."

Verse 4

Arise and shine: thy battlements are shining; upon thee breaks the glory of the Lord; and from the east, thy royalty divining, the Gentiles come to see thy peace restored.