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


Philip Doddridge

Words: Phi­lip Dodd­ridge (1702–1751). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Found­ed on Va­ri­ous Texts in the Ho­ly Scrip­tures, by Job Or­ton (Shrop­shire, Eng­land: Jo­shua Ed­dowes & John Cot­ton, 1755), num­ber 107: The ho­ly ci­ty pur­i­fied and guard­ed.

Music: An­vern Ger­man tune. Ar­ranged by Lo­well Ma­son, 1840 (🔊 pdf nwc) (re­peats last line of each verse).

Alternate Tunes:

  • Ae in Car­mi­na Sac­ra, by Lo­well Ma­son (Bos­ton Mas­sa­chu­setts: John H. Wil­kins & Ri­chard B. Car­ter, 1844), page 57 (🔊 pdf nwc) (two stan­zas each verse, no re­peats)
  • Truro from Psal­mo­dia Ev­an­ge-li­ca, by Tho­mas Will­iams, 1789 (🔊 pdf nwc)


Triumphant Zion! lift thy head
From dust and darkness, and the dead,
Though humbled long, awake at length,
And gird thee with thy Savior’s strength.

Put all thy beauteous garments on,
And let thy various charms be known;
The world thy glories shall confess,
Decked in the robes of righteousness.

No more shall foes unclean invade,
And fill thy hallowed walls with dread:
No more shall hell’s insulting host
Their victory and thy sorrows boast.

God from on high thy groans will hear;
His hand thy ruin shall repair:
Reared and adorned by love divine
Thy towers and battlements shall shine.

Grace shall dispose thy heart and voice
To share, and echo back her joys;
Nor will her watchful monarch cease
To guard her in eternal peace.