Scripture Verse

Awake, my soul! Awake, harp and lyre! I will awaken the dawn. Psalm 57:8


Words: Lau­ra E. New­ell, in Song Prais­es, ed­it­ed by George B. Hol­sing­er (El­gin, Il­li­nois: Breth­ren Pub­lish­ing House, 1906), num­ber 61.

Music: Ru­fus G. Lay­man (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Lay­man (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Laura E. Newell (1854–1916)


Awake, arise, and greet the morn
That fills the world with joy;
Let ev­ery heart o’er­flow with song,
And praise each tongue em­ploy.


Praise the name of Je­sus,
Blessèd name of Je­sus,
Who hears us when we call;
Notes the soul’s pe­ti­tion,
Feels each heart’s con­tri­tion,
Whose blood was shed for all.

He comes, He comes, the Prince of peace!
On this tri­um­phal day
To shed the light of hope di­vine,
And ban­ish night for aye.


He breaks the bonds of death in twain,
That hearts who own their king
Shall rise with Him, for­ev­er­more
His bound­less love to sing.


Ring on, ring on, ye sil­ve­ry bells!
Peal forth the glad re­frain;
Lo, He is ris­en who was dead!
Behold, He lives again!