The Voice of Praise ‎#663

663. My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?

1 My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
Awake, my sluggish soul!
Nothing has half thy work to do,
Yet nothing's half so dull.

2 Go to the ants--for one poor grain:
See how they toil and strive;
Yet we, who have a heaven t'obtain,
How negligent we live!

3 We, for whom God the Son came down,
And labored for our good:
How careless to secure that crown
He purchased with his blood!

4 Lord, shall we live so sluggish still,
And never act our parts?
Come, Holy Dove, from Zion's hill,
And warm our frozen hearts!

5 Help us, with active warmth to move,
With vigorous souls to rise;
With hands of faith, and wings of love,
To fly and take the prize.

Text Information

• First Line: My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so?
• Author: Watts
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Scripture:
  Proverbs 6:6
• Topic: The Christian Life: Declension and Renewal; Spiritual Sloth Reproved

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