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{ "title": "Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve", "author": "", "tune": "Christmas", "number": "480", "lyrics": "Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve,\nAnd press with vigor on;\nA heav'nly race demands thy zeal,\nAnd an immortal crown.\n\nA cloud of witnesses around\nHold thee in full survey;\nForget the steps already trod,\nAnd onward urge thy way.\n\n'Tis God's all-animating voice\nThat calls thee from on high;\n'Tis his own hand presents the prize\nTo thine aspiring eye.\n\nThat prize with peerless glories bright,\nWhich shall new lustre boast,\nWhen victors' wreaths and monarch's gems\nShall blend in common dust.\n\nBlest Saviour, introduced by thee,\nHave I my race begun;\nAnd, crowned with vict'ry, at thy feet\nI'll lay my honors down.", "first_line": "Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve," }