Awake! awake! put on thy strength,
Church of the living God;
Shine forth! shine forth! thy light is come,
Its beams diffuse abroad;
To nations that in darkness wait,
Send forth thy heralds bold;
Till round the earth from pole to pole,
The tidings glad are told.
Send help! Our country’s sons,
From snow clad mount to sea;
Send forth! send forth! the Bread of Life,
O hear your brother’s plea;
And Asia’s millions join the cry,
With Afric’s starving throng,
While distant islands of the sea,
The plaintive cry prolong.
They come! they come! The ransomed ones,
Where’er on earth their homes;
Lift up! lift up! thine eyes and see,
At last thy triumph comes.
O glorious hour! the voice from Heav’n
Proclaims from shore to shore.
The kingdoms of this world are Christ’s,
He reigns forevermore.