Awake! Jerusalem, awake!
No longer in thy sins lie down;
The garment of salvation take,
Thy beauty and thy strength put on.

Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight,
And hides the promise from thine eyes:
Arise, and struggle into light:
The great Deliverer calls, Arise!

Shake off the bands of sad despair;
Zion, assert thy liberty:
Look up, thy broken heart prepare.
And God shall set the captive free.

Vessels of mercy, sons of grace,
Be purged from every sinful slain;
Be like your Lord, His word embrace,
Nor bear His hallowed name in vain.