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awake my soul awake my tongue
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Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue, My glory wake and sing,
To celebrate the holy birth, of Israelâs King!
Oh awake, oh awake my soul
Oh awake, oh awake my soul
Oh awake, oh awake my soul
Awake my soul, my tongue, awake me
O happy this night that brought forth the light, Which makes the blind to see,
The Dayspring from on high came down to thee
In Bethlehem the Christ child he lies, Within a place obscure,
Your Saviorâs come, O sing to God on high