Scripture Verse

Awake, awake; put on thy strength, O Zion; put on thy beautiful garments, O Jerusalem, the holy city: for henceforth there shall no more come into thee the uncircumcised and the unclean. Isaiah 52:1


Words: Ben­ja­min Gough, Ly­ra Sab­ba­ti­ca (Lon­don: Houl­ston & Wright, 1865), pag­es 151–52.

Music: St. Paul (Stor­er) Hen­ry J. Stor­er, 1896 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Gough or Stor­er (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?


Awake! awake! O Zion!
Put on thy strength divine—
Thy garments, bright in beauty—
The bridal dress be thine:
Jerusalem the holy,
To purity restored;
Meek bride, all fair and lowly,
Go forth to meet thy Lord.

From henceforth pure and spotless,
All glorious within,
Prepared to meet the Bridegroom,
And cleansed from every sin;
With love and wonder smitten,
And bowed in guileless shame,
Upon thy heart be written
The new mysterious name.

Jerusalem the holy,
In light and peace behold;
Her glowing altars flaming,
Her candlesticks of gold.
The heav’nly Bridegroom’s dwelling,
The place of David’s thrones;
Her solemn anthems swelling,
Her pavement precious stones.

Jerusalem, victorious
In triumph o’er her foes;
Mount Zion, great and glorious,
Thy gates no more shall close:
Earth’s millions shall assemble
Around thy open door,
While hell and Satan tremble,
And earth and Heav’n adore.

The Lamb who bore our sorrows
Comes down to earth again;
No sufferer now, but victor,
For evermore to reign;
To reign in every nation,
And rule in every zone:
O world-wide coronation!
In every heart a throne.

Awake! awake! O Zion!
Thy bridal day draws nigh—
The day of signs and wonders,
And marvels from on high:
The sun uprises slowly,
But keep thou watch and ward;
Fair bride, all pure and lowly,
Go forth to meet thy Lord.