Awake, O Zion's Daughter
Words: Fanny J. Crosby
Music: Jno. R. Sweeny
Circa 1890 Hymn #:151

Awake, O Zion's Daughter
Awake from sorrow's night;
Come forth in a all thy beauty,
Arrayed in garments bright;
Why should thy vales be silent
Why should thy harps be still,
When he, the Lord is coming,
Thy soul with joy to fill?

Chorus
Awake, O Zion's Daughter
Awake from sorrow's night;
Come forth in a all thy beauty,
Arrayed in garments bright;
Awake, awake, awake,
Awake from sorrow's night,
Come forth in all thy beauty.

Thou hast not been forsakes
Tho' long by foes oppressed,
Thy tears were not unheeded
By him who loves thee best;
Oh, look above the shadows
For him who yet shall reign;
Look up with eyes expectant,
Thy trust is not in vain.

His arm thy foes shall conquer,
His power their strength shall bind
And they shall fly in terror,
Like chaff before the wind,
While thou thyself triumphant
Upon the earth shall stand,
The light of every nation,
The pride of every land.