Hymn XXIV. Hallelujah Metre. The Lord's Day Morning

Awake our drowsy souls! Shake off each slothful band! The wonders of this day Our noblest songs demand. Auspicious morn, Thy blissful rays Bright seraphs hail, In songs of praise!

At thy approaching dawn, Reluctant death resign'd The glorious prince of life, In the dark vault confin'd. Th' angelic host Around him bends And midst their shouts, The Lord ascends.

All hail triumphant Lord! Heaven with hosanna rings; Whilst earth in humbler strains, Thy praise responsive sings. Worthy art thou, Who once wast slain, Thro' endless years, To live and reign.

Gird on, great King, thy sword, Ascend thy conquering car, Whilst justice, truth and love Maintain the glorious war. Victorious thou, Thy foes shalt tread, And sin and death, In triumph lead.

Make bare thy potent arm, And wing the unerring dart, With salutary pangs To each rebellious heart. Then dying souls, For life shall sue, Num'rous as drops, Of morning dew.