Awake, awake to love and work!
The
lark is in the sky;
The
fields are wet with diamond dew;
The
worlds awake to cry
Their
blessings on the Lord of life,
As
He goes meekly by.
2
Come,
let thy voice be one with theirs,
Shout
with their shout of praise;
See
how the giant sun soars up,
Great
lord of years and days!
So
let the love of Jesus come
And
set thy soul ablaze.
3
To
give and give, and give again,
What
God hath given thee;
To
spend thyself nor count the cost;
To
serve right gloriously
The
God who gave all worlds that are,
And
all that are to be.