Awake, Jerusalem, Awake! (Wesley 2)

Awake

Je­ru­sa­lem

awake!

No long­er in thy sins lie down;

The gar­ment of sal­va­tion take

Thy beau­ty and thy strength put on.

By im­pi­ous feet no long­er trod

Thy God shall cleanse thy ev­ery stain

O ho­ly ci­ty of thy God

Thou shalt not bear His name in vain.

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.

For thus the Lord your God hath said

Ye all have sold your­selves for naught;

A ran­som (not by you) is paid:

Receive your li­ber­ty un­bought.

“My peo­ple have been long op­pressed

No glo­ry thence re­dounds to Me

Long have I seen them sore dis­tressed

Grieved at My peo­ple’s mi­se­ry.

“They groaned be­neath the ty­rant’s chain

Sin ruled them with an ir­on rod;

The suf­fer­ing ab­jects howled for pain

They groaned

but dared not groan to God.

“Th’oppressors with in­sult­ing boast

My truth and sav­ing pow­er con­temned

My wor­ship

and My praise was lost

My name was ev­ery day blas­phemed.

“For this My jea­lou­sy is stirred

And shall a great de­liv­er­ance show;

My peo­ple shall con­fess their Lord

My faith­ful­ness and mer­cy know.

Surely they all shall know My name

They all My at­trib­utes shall prove:

I Am

what I am called; I Am

Justice

and truth

and pow­er and love.