Awake, My Soul, Awake, My Tongue

Awake

my soul

awake

my tongue

My glo­ry wake and sing

And ce­le­brate the ho­ly birth

The birth of Is­ra­el’s king!

O hap­py night that brought forth light

Which makes the blind to see

The Day­spring from on high came down

To cheer and vis­it thee.

The care­ful shep­herds with their flocks

Were watch­ing for the morn

But bet­ter news from Heav’n was brought;

Your Sav­ior now is born!

In Beth­le­hem the In­fant lies

Within a place ob­scure

Your Sav­ior’s come

O sing God’s praise!

O sing His praise for­e’er.